Average Poet

No Rock's Big Enough

Oh hapless snail

So fat and frail

Beneath a rock on my front lawn

It’s seems unfair

My home repair

Has caused your crag to be withdrawn

Come here small friend

I’ll try to mend

The damage my design has wrought

A brand new stone

To call your own

No finer crevice could be bought

Some unseen force

Without discourse

Uprooted you and changed your life

So much like me

One entity

Unable to duck eventual strife

Boo!

09:07 PM, May 16, 2007 .. Posted by HouseMouse

I haven't read this one for a long time but I always thought it told me more about who you are than any other poem you've written. Glad you showed up...finally!

Shirley