215. Squirrel Poem by Dipankar Sadhukhan

The little squirrel
Is on the roof
Lying in the sun
Of a wintry morn.

Hairy grey body
With black strips
And brown eyes
Attracts the children always.

His little white teeth
Work with craft
To crack a nut
And peel rice.

When he runs
On his tiny feet
His busy tail creates
The waves of joy.

The little squirrel,
A happy being
Lives in happiness
Spread the light of joy always.

By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
'My Own World', No.43.
Copyrights@January19,2016(10: 15pm) .