Those squirrels

These squirrels outside my window,
Keep hopping in sheer merriment
Like kites soaring high in the sky
They move in such ardour.

These squirrels on the green grass
That instantaneously turn
like camera clicks
Cuddle playfully on leaves
Green, yellow and violet.

Amidst the bustle of young girls
Who flood this place like graceful monsoons
They find for themselves a beautiful abode
Rich with laughter and love and merriment.

Oh!How I wish I were one of them!

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