In the woods, there’s a symphony,
Of rustling leaves and buzzing bees,
Where the squirrel’s chittering joins the spree,
Nature’s music, a masterpiece to seize.
Up high in the trees, they leap and bound,
Their tiny paws, nimble and quick,
Their chittering laughter, a joyful sound,
Adding charm to the woodland’s mystique.
In pursuit of acorns, they scurry and dart,
Their bushy tails, a graceful display,
With energy and fervor, they play their part,
Graceful dancers in their own woodland ballet.
So let’s heed the call of the woodland symphony,
Embrace the joy in their chittering glee,
For in nature’s embrace, we find pure ecstasy,
In the squirrel’s chittering, a melody so carefree.