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May 2014
I want to collect all of the softest leaves and sticks
And build a home with you
Let’s find the tallest tree and climb to the top where only the birds can find us
Because you’re my little squirrel-
And you’re ******* nuts

Sometimes you run around like you don’t know which way is up and which is down
But at the end of the day you always climb into our little nest
And chatter about how you know you’re a mess half the time
I’m so happy you’re mine,
My little squirrel
Melissa E Pike
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Melissa E Pike
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