The Baby Squirrels

Or perhaps they are called chipmunks

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They’re so tiny 
You can hardly see them
But they’re so robust 
Perhaps they’re called chipmunks 

We had two of them in our front yard one time 
It was the same time we had strawberries growing there 
The strawberries were white 
I didn’t see any reds 
But they are all taken before they turned ripe 

The chipmunks were such an experience 
They kept moving so quickly from one end to the other of the strawberry patches 
They warmed the heart and brought so much delight 

The beautiful chipmunks they stay in my eye sight 
Have you seen chipmunks or other tiny animals 
Somehow mice and rats never made the cut 
But baby bunnies, oh we had only one show up once
Carefully tucked under the ornamental plants we had at the time 
Or was it spearmint 
Not sure about it

But babies are babies no matter where they come from 
Just seeing them once is enough to bring on the warmth 
And keep them tucked away in our hearts forever away from plain sight 

Why do they warm us with so much delight 
Is it love or wonder or amazement at first 
Is this what they call love at first sight 
We loved this tiny baby so much we didn’t want to disturb her at all

We looked for her once again and she was still there 
But so frightened was she that perhaps her mother thought it unwise to leave her where she was 
Unprotected and frail and vulnerable under the plant where she hid 
The next day we couldn’t find her
Was she taken away or eaten by a wild animal?
Hard to say! 

Some things in life are best left unexplored 
When you have them you enjoy them 
And when they leave you forget them 
And when you remember them years later 
They still bring warmth to the heart 
But if you try to hold them on with you
They are simply not meant for that!

Think about this!
Peace ✌🏽 

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