Witching Hour

A squirrel on the road,
veer it, hit the guardrail;
in the rearview, see it
scurry away; sigh.

A squirrel on the handrail,
watches me watch it;
what is it thinking,
the day's stunt?

©Byung A. Fallgren

9 thoughts on “Witching Hour”

1. Thoughtful glimpses

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2. Thank you, Derrick

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3. I would do the same thing. Hope you and your car are ok, since we know the squirrel is. I’m sure the other squirrel is thanking you for saving it’s friend’s life.

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4. My car and me are fine, my heart was shaken though, whenever I thought of it. 😢

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5. Completely understandable. Glad you’re okay. 🙂

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6. Love this.

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7. Many thanks, Jane. ❤️

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8. Glad you and the squirrel are ok!

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9. Thanks so much, Susi. It was my luck, I suppose.

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