Sonny Rainshine


Economics Of The Red Squirrel

Poem by Sonny Rainshine

I observe the red squirrel
from the kitchen window,
paused on a branch, acorn
in mouth, looking like
a knick-knack on a shelf.

I know what he’s thinking,
because I am thinking it too.
Surely life must be more
than accumulating,
and stashing away,
more than mere
industrialization.

But maybe not, thinks the red squirrel;
but maybe so, think I.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 10, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 23, 2011