i saw a little otter swimming in a brook
i got a little closer so i could take a look
he was having fun chasing all the fish
for the little otter this was his favorite dish.
he was very friendly and wanted me to play
so i played with him to pass the time away
he was very happy he had company
he had found a friend and that friend was me.
then he swam away in to his otter hole
he was getting tired poor little soul
i waved and said goodbye and let him go to sleep
in his otter home so very long and deep.
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Author:
jim56 (
Offline) - Published: December 12th, 2025 05:50
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Comments1
A poem of nature and her beauty. It was quite cute Jim.
hi you like your nature poems like me
thanks for your always lovely comments
means a lot jim
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