Make Haste Little OneA Poem by Mandi GrasWritten for my nephew who's too young to understand.
Fuzzy little caterpillar, crawling 'cross the street-
Such a long, long distance for such tiny, tiny feet. You wiggle, you squiggle, you make your way in haste, So that today you won't become a blotch of caterpillar paste.
© 2014 Mandi GrasAuthor's Note
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Added on November 12, 2014 Last Updated on November 12, 2014 Tags: Poem, Caterpillar, Children's Poetry |