Two walks at the park Leisure strolls on her ground Watching squirrels on tree bark Before I turn homebound. Today while passing along On them my eyes fell One in a bush alone A little away another squirrel. I wondered in my funny caprice If they have ever had a chance To exchange warmth and good wish Or they havenβt met even once. A little more daring in my whim I thought the distance for them too far So she roamed alone dreaming of him And he unknowing forever seeks her.