Thursday, December 20, 2018

Squirrel poem

We assume squirrels bury acorns and loose them
But what if every acorn they bury is a lovingly planted tree
And they only eat the acorns that they must.

Can you imagine a kind prayer with each scoop of dirt through those tiny paws
"Grow and be strong.
Grow and be strong."

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