Dear Mr Squirrel
Once full of life
Did you have any babes
And a loving young wife?
Did you get to say bye
When you left in the morn
In search of some water
As it was hot and warm
A mishap befell you
Unlike I was told
The net to prevent it
Your weight, did not hold
Thus we have found you
Your blank eyes half shut
Bloated and drowned
At the bottom of the waterbutt
Heavy with sorrow
You're gently placed down
By the fruiting bramble bush
With wildflowers crowned
© Iris Overdijk 2025
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