The Squirrel

Last night
I didn’t sleep well at all
and this morning
when I rise early for work
I feel so tired!
I watch through the kitchen window
as I wait for the kettle to boil.

A movement catches my eye –
a sudden shaking of oak leaves
while the rest of the garden
is quiet and still.

Looking up the oak tree
I spy our wee grey squirrel.
He scratches himself
before exploring the oak tree.
He then proceeds to investigate
the rest of the garden
climbing each tree in turn
and setting leaves a-tremble
wherever he goes.

Thank you, Lord,
for this welcome visitor to our garden
who distracts me from my tiredness
in the early morning.

© Claire Murray, 1st May 2019

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