
Squirrel
Sits staring
He wants my food
He waits patiently
His gaze is upon me
Expecting me to cave in
Expecting me to surrender
Big brown eyes watching me as I eat
Stealthily creeping, he's within arms reach
How close will he venture before retreat?
He seems comfortable, unafraid
Focused, mind set on stealing food--
Scurry away my little friend
Danger lies in this treat...
Find another meal
Another way
Give up,
Leave.