there is a once green garden snake
slowly living by the drainage lake
that looks like a lonesome looking rake
someone so carelessly left behind
a day too long in the sun
likely a little boy as some form of a child's cruel
fun
to unfairly dehydrate and bake
there is no action in man's dirty hands
left to fill in the gap for all goodness sake
too bad..................
( written March 22, 1993 am)
this poem makes me think. a bit hard to interpret at first, but eventually the meaning of it became clear. I like it alot.
thank you so much.........
glad it was able to sneak up on you like that. Sincerely, M.