Tis a note
Of appreciation
For the turtle movers
Who share the roads of life.
Each year
In my little place
Upon this planet
I am lucky
To interact with turtles
Who are on their
Treks to who knows.
I truly look forward
To seeing the shelled creatures
On their way in the middle
Of my way, home.
If possible (and it always is)
I will stop to assist
The turtle to anywhere else
Rather than the back roads
Of my home town.
Sadly I haven’t saved them
All from the crushing
Blows of tires on vehicles
Going too fast or careless.
But I know that I at least
Helped my few
For a day or two
To be off the roads
Footloose and fancy free.
I will always wonder
Where they really
Are headed
Yet I simply set them in the grass
In the direction their shells
Are pointing.
So to the turtles in my
Speck of the world
Know that I look out for you
Each season because I care.
I just hope I’m helping
I’d hate to make
your journey longer
So keep coming back
Each year
And I will honor your
Trek on the roads of life.
