so many squirrels

by Carol Bass



squirrels are not liked by many
but one that napped
after lunch on a certain branch
took my heart

smaller limbs grew on either side of the branch
propping up his head and tail
securing his space
perfect for sleeping, not falling

all the hot summer, each day, after eating and playing
that squirrel napped 
many times longer than me
on that same branch

resting his soul
feeling secure
breathing and dreaming the world
pumping more love in my heart