The Squirrel


At last, it’s caught
Should be happy
But I’m not
It didn’t bite me
Neither had it escaped
I’m just upset
Cursing my fate

So long have I tried
To catch it once
And here it is
All, at once
Lying on grass
There is the body
Steady, most Steady

Now I know
How good I feel
Seeing you
Jumping on the tree
Fully free

Life released you, or
You are death caught
My friend, I know not