Yonder from the Woods

Walking up and down a walking trail
In my favorite Veteran's Park
In downtown Hamilton,
I saw her playing and enjoying herself
Surrounded by a few other kids and passersby.

The moment she saw me
As I hastened to cut across the crowd
She left them all and came running after me
As if to make a new friend for affection to share.

Puzzled and embarassed
I started to run from her as fast as I could
But she wouldn't let me go
But chase and chase.

Is she your baby?, a bystander asked.
No, she is just acting as if, I said
She then started going after him instead.

Who was she?
No other than a cute little baby squirrel
From the woods yonder
Reminding me of a squirrel's devotion
To the Hindu God Ram
And her help with a pebble or two

To build a bridge across the Indian Ocean

As he and his army were about to do
To reach Srilanka from India in times remote.