Poor Slug 😦
Softly placing feet,
dry granite in the darkness,
slug soaks through my sock
Poor Snail 😦
Crunch of shell and slime.
Stop, as if I could rewind,
poor snail underfoot
Poems written by Nicholas Rowe, from the small island of Guernsey in the Atlantic Ocean.
Softly placing feet,
dry granite in the darkness,
slug soaks through my sock
Crunch of shell and slime.
Stop, as if I could rewind,
poor snail underfoot