It was a hot and humid afternoon,
And I was punished for reasons unknown.
I sat in a chair, in one lonely corner,
Biting my nails and my heart brimmed with anger.
Suddenly, a cool and gentle breeze blew,
And the hair falling on my forehead flew.
I looked out of the window,
And saw with awe, a squirrel move to and fro.
It climbed up the tree,
And jumped with glee.
No one to restrict,
No one to contradict.
I wish I were a squirrel, so free,
No rules and regulations to govern me.
I wish my life was beautiful, just like that,
With boundless freedom, no one to cut.
No books, no bags, no heavy loads,
To carry on my shoulders on the busy roads.
No seniors, no sirs, no one to fight,
I could dance like no ones watching in the bright sun light.
And then, I could hear a dog, from a distance bark,
And I saw the squirrel hide in a hole so dark.
It was then that I realized, problems exist everywhere,
Its how you face them that takes you anywhere.
