Image: “Forest near Vřesina” by Jiri Brozovsky is licensed under CC BY 2.0
Author: Katharina Schwarck
The fine morning was sunny when I woke up,
Discovered the craving of eating a nut.
I tried to remember what tree it was near
The place where I had hidden my nuts last year.
Was it an elm, a birch, or a tree that broke?
I found myself climbing the core of an oak.
After hours of climbing, seeking, and hurry,
I found myself clenching my cheeks in worry.
I touched my cheeks, and felt something round.
Little did I know, I had nuts in my mouth!