This is from my archives but fits in with the season. I have a friend who enjoys reading my whimsical posts to her children. This is for her and for others who might want to do the same.
Life had confused this little squirrel.  He was trying to take more than he could carry away from his neighbors, and laughed as he hopped along the branch.  His intent was to add to the already large stockpile of acorns he had in his nest, already overflowing. He thought himself very clever, but there were those who were watching. 
 
No one taught him when he was a young squirrel, that it was important to treat every living thing with kindness, that it was wrong to just take. He would reap his own benefits and riches in his heart if he shared with those less fortunate and just as importantly, to never take advantage of them or mock them for being different. No one ever told him that even the poorest little squirrel could share what he had, even if it was one tiny acorn, and that kindness would not be his weakness, it would be his strength. 

Three doves called Hope, Grace and Charity had been the ones watching. They stopped him and taught him how to do the right thing. For once in his life he listened. They did not wag their wings at him, or sharply peck at his fluffy tail, no one nipped at his heels in anger. The difference between right and wrong was being taught gently. They told him that the world can seem a scary place and yes, life at times seemed out of balance. Perhaps when he had his own baby squirrels, he could teach them the lessons he had learned today. It all starts in the very young they told him, love had to be sown instead of fear and hate. At this very precious time of the year, Peace to you dear little squirrel said Hope, Grace and Charity.  Peace and Love to everyone and.... 
Life's lessons in the backyard.

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