The Flying Squirrel By Mary J Williams © Standing at the sink Doing the dishes Looked outside Squirrel cleaning up dishes Grape jelly I put out For the orioles They haven’t been here But the squirrel sure knows I went out the door Yelled at him to leave This isn’t the first time I am really peeved That squirrel faded left Then he faded right Next thing I knew He had taken flight Off the banister deck To the ground below Watching him fly How far did he go? One day I’ll get the tape out And try to measure it This is not the first time I doubt he will quit It’s not really flying But a very long jump I am utterly amazed He lands without a thump 5-1-2024