It’s easy to miss
Those little things
Lost in our busy world
We often cannot see
The squirrel on a tree
Bright eyed, busy tailed
Foraging all around
Busy with its own existence
And I wonder in bewilderment
How are we all that different?
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It’s easy to miss
Those little things
Lost in our busy world
We often cannot see
The squirrel on a tree
Bright eyed, busy tailed
Foraging all around
Busy with its own existence
And I wonder in bewilderment
How are we all that different?
♥️
We aren’t all that different, are we?
I really liked the flow of this poem. Great poem on Mindfulness without mentioning it. Great work Pamela!