Said the tree to the squirrel
Said the tree to the squirrel
By Marie Gordon
If I feed you for life
Will you be my squirrel
Will you scamper over me
And entertain
If I nourish your games
Will you let me watch
Or stand in for a picture
And be your friend
If I give you a home
Will you be my squirrel
That scratches and climbs my trunk
That calls me home
If I give you my limbs
And I feed you too
Will you etch into my veins
A greedy sign
If I give you all this
Will you warm my limbs
Will you embrace me with paws
And be my squirrel
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