Thursday, August 11, 2011

My Name is Fire

My name is Fire,
but I have fur
and a feisty temperment.
In the northern forest
I make my home
I scamper about on branches and scold
flicking my tail
of rusty red,
who am I
and what have I said?

~Kathie Adams Brown (May 23, 2011)

2 comments:

  1. Hi Kathie

    This is a really nice poem I enjoyed the photo and I think you have created a great metaphor for the squirrel, it really suits their combative nature.

    Regards
    Guy

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