I had a little pet squirrel baby, (stranded) whom we all loved very dearly.
SQUITTY
Oh how I love, my lil one, even today.
Years have passed by, but in my heart you stay.
You had your milk from an ink-filler, loved we the way;
Fascinated me your understanding, even before I could anything say!
So cutely and lovingly in our arms, you laid.
Mom was your most favourite, n with her, you merrily did play
Tragic it was to see you lifeless, as stiff you laid
We wept n cried, but very far from us, you had gone away.
SQIT DEAREST, may you in peace, for ever stay.
Armin Dutia Motashaw
