All windows of my home are having the mosquito net
Though the mosquito menace will be bearable
More mosquitoes throng outside when daylight is set
Mosquitoes thronging in night will not be considerable
A lizard used to come regularly during the night
I used to worry as he don't get prey considerably
Also I wonder when he absents in day, tho' time is right
It is hard to feed or groom a lizard suitably
With lot of concern, I used to watch
I yearn to tell him in his own language
As more prey waits for him in day, to catch
But I curse myself as I fail to engage
The bedroom window is tightly fitted
Yet, the lizard manages to go inside and outside
Lack of his feed lead me to feel regretted
So I sincerely wish to be his aide or guide
What's the use of my knowing half dozen language
when I am unable to speak to this lizard?
With this thought, at times sleep get a blockage
Oh dear lizard! My lamentations, have you heard?
I allow spiders to populate the screens of my backyard as they are better at catching bugs than I. The lizard also rules back there. It really helps. No, I do not speak lizzardish either! LOL
Yes, lizards, or geckos as we often call them are our friends with their ability to eat copious bugs from ants and flies to mosquitoes and hang around our windows providing us with all sorts of entertainment by their very nature and antics. Oh, that we could talk to them. What tales they could tell us of what goes on in our neighbors' houses at night.
From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
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A cute poem about a wonderful reptile.
Ron