Tuesday, March 21, 2006

George and Tiny

George and Tiny

There they are,
see their bushy tails, but wait,
where are they now?
They move so fast,
are there one moment
and gone the next—

oh, I see them, high up in that old oak,
on those highest branches,
see, they’re looking down on us
and chattering as if we’re to blame
for whatever it is that bothers them.
Cheeky little devils that they are—

I can’t help but admire their
carefree life, or is it as it seems?
They have their foes
just like we have enemies,
but they seem, somehow,
to manage better than we do—

despite our sophistication,
our weapons of mass destruction,
yes, we have them, too.
The squirrels though,
despite their size and their seemingly
carefree lives, know how to make the most—

of play … it’s all a game, you see,
the hunting and gathering of seeds and nuts,
though deadly serious, it is a game
to be played often and every day.
So, George and Tiny, thank you,
thank you for inviting me to share your tree,
and wonder if you don’t have it right
with your tiny brains and bushy tails—
yes, I think you have it right.

Vi Jones
©March 21, 2006


At 6:27 PM, Blogger Fran said...

Note from George and Tiny: Thank you Vi for your kind thoughts. Our ancestors were friends of Fran when she was a tiny girl. They lived in the woods behind her school and in the icehouse roof. At noon hour our people sat on the roof of the teacher's house and waited til the bell rang for the feast. Life for squirrels is playful but ever so busy because we have kids to feed just like humans.

At 12:29 AM, Blogger Imogen Crest said...

I love your point about the gathering of nuts and doing what's important, rather than the other stuff. I love these works.

At 7:54 AM, Blogger Vi Jones said...

I have known many of George and Tiny's ancestors in my life--most resided in neighboring trees. Now that I've moved to the Arizona desert, I don't see squirrels much any more and that's my loss.


At 4:00 PM, Blogger Heather Blakey said...

This is so fresh and lively Vi. It is the energy that really captures my imagination.


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