With bushy tail and eyes so bright,
The squirrel leaps, a joyful sight.
Through branches high, it dances free,
A furry flash, a whimsical glee.
It gathers nuts with busy care,
Storing treasures, hidden with flair.
In hidden dens, they safely rest,
A secret stash, the squirrel’s best.
With every leap, a story’s told,
Of forest life, where creatures unfold.
The squirrel’s song, a chirping cheer,
Echoes through the trees, year by year.
In autumn’s hue, it finds its play,
Gathering nuts for winter’s day.
With nimble feet, it climbs so high,
A tiny king, in the forest sky.
Squirrel’s Delight- by Hadi Mudassir-3A
24 Views