The little squirrel
Is jumping from
Branches to branches
Lifting its furry tail.
It is chasing away its friend
And playing hide and seek
With my little boy Vicky.
For them it is jolly time
As the ripe mangoes arehanging
With sweet flavor
Wafting in the air.
They hop like hope
Some times near
And sometimes far
Wonderful it is to see
How swift they are
While climbing the tree.
Sitting pretty on hind legs
At the top of tree branches
Eating the nuts
They make pretty pictures.
A squirrel like this
Had come to Vicky once
Ate 'channas' from his hands
Made friendship
For a brief period
And left beautiful memories
For my little kid.
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How lovely poem it is....your kid get a friend to play in his leisure....keep alive squirrels..... I love but our villager killed and eat squirrels. Thank you, ma'am, for sharing such a lovely poem.
Squirrels are such wonderful creatures, so agile and brisk in their movements. It is a pleasure watching them even for the elders. So naturally I can imagine the excitement and joy of your son in having got a chance to play with a squirrel and let it be fed by his hand! A lovely description!
They hop like hope Some times near And sometimes far. You have wonderfully related jumping of the squirrel from branch to branch to hopes of man from one to other. Beautiful...10
The jump of squirrel lifting its tail, climbing tree and eating but is a very beautiful seen. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you Suratha Kumar Rout for stopping by and appreciating this poem.
The friendship of squirrel and Vicky. Very realistic description. Thanks.10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A cute poem replete with imagery! Loved reading it ...10