I shall find a rock
big, hard, cave-like,
home.
Small fire,
a cat or two,
weave moss for coverings.
Crawl space,
one stand up in the middle,
a hole to the world.
There I shall make a life,
dream a fairy world
and venture out feet first.
I shall find a rock
big, hard, cave-like,
home.
Small fire,
a cat or two,
weave moss for coverings.
Crawl space,
one stand up in the middle,
a hole to the world.
There I shall make a life,
dream a fairy world
and venture out feet first.
A happy habitat; good for a stand or a dirt nap. – mh clay