Don’t shout
\nSaid the squirrel
\nI can hear
\nEven when you don’t say
\nBut the frogs are going to create
\nThe beautiful music of longing
\nIn a rainy night
\nCrickets celebrate meeting with their kind
\nNow
\nIs my time to shout from the housetops
\nThat I have found
\nAn abandoned kite
\nCome and take it
\nWhoever wants
\nTo fly in the sky
\nLaden with
\nMy sighs
\nOf unmet sights <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Don’t shout Said the squirrel I can hear Even when you don’t say But the frogs are going to create The beautiful music of longing In a rainy night Crickets celebrate meeting with their kind Now Is my time to shout from the housetops That I have found An abandoned kite Come and take it … <\/p>\n