Perspective

Zemde

One morning a Snail
about the size of a pea.
Stretched out his two little eyes
to see what he could see.

He saw a winding trail
and on the end perceived
a tiny little acorn resting
little brown and wee.

So the snail decided
that he should try to reach
this far off tiny acorn
little brown and wee.

And off he went a-walking
In the shade of nearby tree
down to see the acorn
little brown and wee.

But as he walk-ed closer
a strange sight he did see.
The acorn seemed much larger
than little brown and wee.

But his foot kept sliding
leaving a shimmer like the sea
and the acorn grew in size until
no longer small and wee.

And little snail was startled
(for he was the size of pea.)
And the acorn was now much
much Much bigger than he.

The little snail did ponder
On how this could even be.
And finally concluded
that his eyes had been deceived.

  • Author: Zemde (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 11th, 2021 03:09
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