Squirrel Sonnet Is that the wind you're pushing away     or some invisible monster has come feasting on your huge acorn buffet     and wonders if you're serving rum? You've hidden your treasures well     from racoons and woodpeckers nearby. Under the oak crevice where you dwell     this monster wants some apple pie. Don't let anxiety ruin your life,     let go of fears, worries and woe. Relax and rest to rid your strife—     the monster is your imagined foe.     Sing a squirrel song to Spring—     Nature has enough acorns to bring! — Peter Y. Chou      Mountain View, 2-12-2022