Wolf and Squirrel: Poem

 

Wolf and Squirrel

People say

If I may,

Life does not grow

From power

To flow.

It grows from care,

Which is fair.

Here is a sight:

Wolf was crying

The entire night.

Squirrel thought

Wolf wants an acorn.

Squirrel was not adorned.

Wolf said, “I am not cry.

I am not hungry.

I am singing.

I am pleasing.”

There is power in acorn.

One day it will be a tree.

It always brings power out in me.

Tomshinsky@2026