March 21, 2015I Remember the Squirrel
I remember the squirrel
inviting me
into his house
that goes deep underground
as I guessed it would.
I remember
how he showed
me the ocean
beyond the horizon.
We went swimming
to help a lion-fish
escape from a fishing boat.
We went diving
too, with a shark
who told us
we will be able
to breathe.
I remember the squirrel
waving as I walked home.
from 2015 RYPA