I am Squirrel.  Running gaily through the trees.  Chatting joyfully with my friends.

          I am Squirrel.  Gathering.  Gathering.  Gathering.

          I am Squirrel.  I must eat through winter's long and chilly reign.  So while the sun shines strong and bright, I gather nuts to hide away.

          I am Squirrel.  Bushy tail.  Bright eyes.  Glowing coat.  All these remain because I worked--I gathered what my Mother gave.

          I am Squirrel.  Planting forests for the future.  Joyfully taking and returning.  Knowing love of and for my Mother Earth.

          I am Squirrel.  Always planning for the future.  Making sure that I can eat.  Making sure my children understand and honor Mother Earth.