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She
tears up at the breakfast table
her little wild squirrel named Stumpy
has not come back
to peek in her window
to eat out of her hand
to beg for a handout on her porch
where was the inquisitive squirrel
who always stopped by to say hello
she named it Stumpy
for the fact that it had no tail
it had become a regular in her backyard
a friend in the wild
who somehow adapted
despite the fact it had no tail
a disadvantaged squirrel
who miraculously survived
stealing from the bird feeder
climbing the oak tree
talking to her in squirrel chatter
it had become a part of her life
as any child might be
she protected it
looked forward to its visits
came to love it in a personal way
Stumpy was her daily companion
and its visits became the highlight of her day
the thing she looked forward to
the squirrel became her company
always coming around
for treats and attention
it always came back
except for this once
now it had not been seen for weeks
and there was little doubt
something had happened to it
and so she cries for the little squirrel
who had become a dear friend
a very unique squirrel
who came everyday to talk to her
and delight her with its personality
and its closeness
this time Stumpy did not come back
and she missed it terribly
now she weeps in its remembering
and mourns for it
as one would for any good friend
who passes from this earth
her furry friend who will always
have a place in her soft heart
a special squirrel
in God's creation
worth noting with a poem.
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