
You have done some wrong
You slithered into my lawn
Only to be rolled on by my dog.
Oh, Mr. Snake
You lived a short life
Not sure how you died or where you came from
But now you are part of the circle of Life
As a vital piece of my compost garden
You will rest in piece(s)
Helping to give me more fruits of my labors
And help the other worms in their own behaviors.
Oh, Mr. Snake
May you compost well
And none of you friends return
Or they will join you where you dwell.










~One Minute it was clear and no problem, then the next it was raining cats and dogs. The second pix is our veranda that is flooded.~

