Nuts To The Squirrel

They shake my hand, 'the knuckle breaker shake'. They'd do my nuts the same way. That's the message...to the squirrel. I can't help them, that way. But, they're not ready for any other, and they're telling me.

That's OK. I'm here, and they know why. I can offer solace, when the time is near. Ask of me, sincere. I can help in many ways. Till then, I'm just 'this guy' they hold off.

It's difficult 'to settle' friends, for fear, commitment, space, depth. We must go there...out to the deep end, to explore, and I understand. I'm here, when it's time.

Namaste


Written by Bruce James Clyde, at Deming, New Mexico

Art: frustrated squirrel, google pic