| Have you ever looked at a squierl. Not a tame one, or one locked in a cage, but a wild one. If you see just one in a tree. In a tree next to you. It is almost playing with you. It pops up and back behimd the tree. Then it shoots up the tree, as if to be playful and that you shall fallow. Then it will come down and keep playing hide and seek. You can't help but to smile. And all the cares and worries in the world dissappear for just a second. But not for long, because after the squierl realizes that you cannot chase him and, it leaves you. Like everything else in the world. |