Squirrel (day 359)

Do you know what it means
Little squirrel in the trees
To be wild and free?

Have you spent your life living
As an unburdened thing
Roaming around the farthing?

Well, I know I try
I give and I ply
Still I head to the bottle for some rye

I bid you farewell
Little man; enchanted as a spell
May we meet again and live tell