A Brave(ish) New Friend

A little snail
was feeling strange,
restless and bored
he needed a change.

He didn't at all
like the feel of gravel,
but still decided 
it was time to travel.

He thought he'd go big
and travel abroad,
in short - he decided
to cross the road.

The road was deserted
night about to fall,
the snail started crossing
at a leisurely stroll.

He enjoyed the quiet,
and the cool evening air,
the scent of wild flowers
that hung everywhere.

All was well
when suddenly, from afar,
he was sure that he heard
the sound of a car.

He'd dawdled too long
now it was morning,
and traffic appeared
without any warning.

Hurrying to cross
dodging an early commuter,
he was almost run over
by a guy on a scooter.

The snail finally crossed
and collapsed without breath,
thinking he'd avoided
a sad, painful death:

"I carry my home with me
and it sure is good luck,
cause one thing's for certain -
I'm not crossing back!"

♡

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