found, rescued, an infant orphan squirrel
see the link (first input) for photographs
under our feet,
for all we don't
to tread the earth lightly
with our eyes open
for tiny tears
28 Aug 06
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Oh, my duckling, my duckling! WAH!
poor Isabelle! did you once misstep? I didn't mean to bring up a loss like that.
oh, sorry. I feel... pain.
I like the imagry in this poem. Its very good. I would not be able to understand it without the into though. That realy helped the poem pop off the page so to speak. I give this a 10/10. Very well done!
nice poem reid.
It's a sugared little thing, and yeah, it really relies on the intro.
It was, and is intended as a -companion item- to the cited thread
where we saved a tiny, orphan squirrel.
What it was about:
Is more important than the item.
Thanks for thinking and caring for weaklings.
In Honour of
THE PULL of vEnUs,
top-rate pome of PC.
I laugh so easily.
tiny tears- so cute! :)