The Value Of A Worm

I wrote this poem after a heavy rain and as I watched a worm move across the sidewalk. What a lovely little worm this is, I thought to myself. It's probably unaware of how important it is.  What a beautiful lesson for everyone to understand how unique and valuable we all are. If you enjoy this poem, please let me know by commenting and sharing. Thank you.

Transcript

Hello,

My name is Viola and welcome to my poem called The Value of a Worm.

After the rain,

Worms slithered gracefully on the pavement floor,

The reddish-brown bodies alive once more.

As they move,

The oldest whispers,

I'm hungry.

Then noticed two worn-out yellow leaves,

A welcome sight as they walk through the night.

They are providers creating fertilizers.

The baby cries to the sky,

Will this be my life?

Walking in silence,

Not knowing why.

Mother Earth listens and hears its call.

Her heart opens wide and cradles the worm and tenderly replies,

Don't worry.

No more.

We all have a place in this beautiful world,

A purpose no matter how big or how small.

All precious beings have an important role in nature's call.

Reviews

“We all have a place”💗💗💗 sending big hugs Viola. Thank you.

Hi Viola. I agree with Rachel S' review. This poem is so lovely. Love your voice!! 💜💜Thank you so much for sharing your gift my friend. 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟

Viola, you are so creative! Love the way you can take something simple as a worm and make a poem out of it and so appropriate for an earthworm on Earth Day!
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