NaPoWriMo (# 17):Welcome Home..

 
 
squirrel
A pile of dried grass and a sprig of hedge,
on my first floor window ledge.
As April heat coaxes a rest,
You choose my house for your nest.
And my silent loneliness so bitter…
Is shattered by your happy chatter.
So come, O little squirrel..
Stay with me, be my pal.
Now no need to roam..
You are here, Welcome Home! 
 
 

Today’s optional prompt was to write a poem of greeting. I hope this one is right.

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