I saw a little black bug
On my bathroom floor
Hey guy, I thought
This is a bug free zone
I don’t want you here!
My first thought, flush him
But then I saw his tiny legs
Rhythmically moving, all six of them
Like rowers on a boat
He crossed a tile
And then another one
He was very determined
My shadow hovered over him
So mighty, a giant’s giant
He rowed merrily on his way
He didn’t swerve or slow
His persistent little legs and feet
They saved him for another day
Gently I gathered him in a tissue
Carried him into my garden
Deposited him by a fragrant rose
I hope he’ll find his way home
From there
