Waltz of the Squirrels

They run back and forth, climbing up and down
The secular oaks, chasing each other, munching
Acorns, and watching passersby; their graceful
Movements are enchanting as they enjoy the crisp
And cool weather. You can guess their presence from
Their swiftness; otherwise, they share the same color
As the trees: a grayish brown! They are so numerous,
So nimble, that one imagines that they are flying from
Branch to branch, their tails helping them to jump faster;
They are waltzing while birds carry on their concerts among
The leaves. Joining the spectators, an unexpected visitor
Saunters by: a large turkey, gloomy, sad, deeply lost in
His thoughts; he probably senses Thanksgiving approaching!
He stands there, observing, admiring the lively little creatures
Performing dexterously the waltz of the squirrels!

© Djehane Hassouna, 2005

Rainbow of Emotions, page 67

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