The Little Squirrel
Trees are felled and new saplings grow repeating the cycle, each year, Leaving the squirrel a bit puzzled—where are its nuts buried? Saved in the fall to enjoy the cold, now the trees are gone, and plants cover the ground!

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by pragyanparimitananda

20 Nov, 2025

#poetry

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