Grazing through the verdant grass
Tortoises roam, though not very fast.
They march like soldiers looking to eat,
Ah, honeysuckle, a perfect treat.
They see each other and war begins. For each
Thinks this territory is their own. Their weapons
Are hardened shells, each tortoise wanting to
Save his happy home. Violently, they butt heads, give up and leave each other alone.
They stop and realize what a stupid game this is.
Walking side by side, they travel the grass
Together, knowing fighting solves nothing
And is no way for anyone to live.
Really good descriptive analogy of the way of the desert tortoise.
Jerry
seems to me I have met a tortoise or two in my neck of the woods...
Peace & Blessings
Vickie
memories of the pet shop! I sure did learn a lot. Thank
you so much Mary for sharing!
Love and Prayers
Always!!
Inspire
creativity. IS inspiring! T h a n k s !! xOx 'Pea' xOx
Walking side by side, they travel the grass
Together, knowing fighting solves nothing
And is no way for anyone to live.
Would that humans learned how to do this when it matters so much. Thank you, Mary. Love and best wishes,
Regis
Cute observation and write ... Tom.
With Love,
Cindy
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