A PRETTY LITTLE SQUIRREL

One quiet day in winter
She noticed a pretty, little squirrel
With a wonderful, fabulous grin
Eating a peanut, chocolate swirl;
The blue sky was so perfect and not a cloud nearby
So serene and calm it was when this squirrel winked his eye,
He jumped on a branch in the middle of this tree
Which was huge and so tall and as grand as grand could be!
Pure gold and awesome and so lovely she could see
There it stood triumphantly just a smiling right at her.
It was so majestic and rich, with apples and ripen grapes
The cherries, and royal pomegranates, deliciously they draped;
With almighty angels surrounding it, and singing a glorious song;
This tree was decorated with such bright stars beaming ever-so-long
With doves nesting, birds chirping, oh what a sight!
Especially the big beautiful sun that shined so bright.
The aroma and fragrance of a trillion perfumed flowers,
She could not help but smile with beauty and divine power.
She knew it was a dream when this squirrel said to her,
"Wake up and tell the world so that all can see!"