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My tunnel wasn't flooded
as you used to think was true.
Your sidewalk's now my highway --
step aside, I'm wriggling through!
I'm on my way to somewhere else
with roots and leaves to chew.
I'm helpful, don't you realize --
rich soil is earthworm poo!
©Mary Lee Hahn
I love this ode to earthworms. The ending made me smile.ReplyDelete
Thanks, Mary Lee, for wriggling into my rainy heart with this earthworm poem! I hope this fellow will be happy in the company of cicadas, fireflies, and ants in our DMC celebration next week. :)ReplyDelete
I can't wait to share this on Friday. The kids are going to love the ending!ReplyDelete
Another wonderful poem to bring in spring. The ending is great. At the St. Patrick's Day Parade in our village, there was a special poop truck to pick up the horse dung. The workers got a rousing applaud for their service.ReplyDelete