Treasures Along the Way

It was a normal morning, in most ways
except the sun was shining on the red leaves
Who would not want to miss the wonderful hues of this moment?
Filling me with gratitude
for the gift of my vision and the scene

Scampering around every fence and tree
were the squirrels
chasing each other in a dance, it seemed
The prestissimo of their moves, inspiring me
Dear little squirrels, in your kingdom of trees
Could you extend some of your energy to me?

Becky Hull

January 11, 2024