My little friend

The quiet of the noon 
Has a lot  to say
We just need to listen 
With patience and be gay 

A little squirrel  comes hoping 
In the garden of my house
She  parades the entire area
Stopping at places she finds safe

I always keep nuts for her in the backyard 
Gillu comes hastily
Making sure nobody is around 
She savours  them in a hurry
And disappears in the vastness unbound 


I keep a tiny water bowl 
For Gillu to drink it whole 
She comes and takes a few sips
And merrily goes around pretty swift

This is a tiny tale
Of Gillu and l 
A naughty noon visitor 
Who is more than welcome in my house where I reside.




Comments

  1. Anonymous7 February 2026 at 05:22

    The innocence in your writing makes these small moments feel real. Keep writing. I like the name Gillu it’s hilarious 😊

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  2. Thinker7 February 2026 at 06:24

    To be honest
    Gillu is real😊

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    1. Anonymous7 February 2026 at 06:37

      😀 I believe you .. must be a naughty Gillo 🐿️

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    2. Thinker7 February 2026 at 06:38

      A very cute and beautiful creature for sure😊

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    3. Anonymous7 February 2026 at 06:50

      Thanks for introducing me to Gillu. Keep up the good work 🌺🌺

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