<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=552351" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Father Squirrel (Dedicated To My Father)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I watch a squirrel outside in a tree, <br>he seems so alive and free, <br>hopping from one tree to the next one, <br>I watch and think what fun. Down the trunk to the ground, <br>scampering, hunting all a round, <br>until the nuts have been found, <br>back up the tree he goes, <br>while a gentle breeze blows, <br>tree to tree he leaps, <br>you can not even hear a peep. Into his home he goes, <br>the winter harvest he sows, <br>day by day he repeats these steps, <br>so his family will be well kept.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Kathleen+Johnson-Breakfield">Kathleen Johnson-Breakfield</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=552351" data-title="Father Squirrel (Dedicated To My Father) de Kathleen Johnson-Breakfield" data-description="I watch a squirrel outside in a tree, he seems so alive and free, hopping from one tree to the next one, I watch and think what fun. Down the trunk to the ground, scampering, hunting all a round, until the nuts have been found, back up the t..."></div> </div> </div>

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