Squirrel Poem by Mike Adam

Squirrel



The park was countryside
City boy

Conkers fall
Wild squirrel
One true totem

Wild and free
Park leaping
Iron railings

Sleeping dark winter away
Nut stored
Wild and seeming free

Tuesday, November 10, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom
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