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What is it that you measure,

Little “inch worm” on my vine?

You seem to have a purpose

On this massive bush of mine.


You’ve traveled down a tree trunk

But you don’t seem fatigued,

For your pace never lessens,

And that has me intrigued.


Are you mapping out a journey

Where my flower garden grows,

Or headed for a dinner

In a lovely nectared rose?


I watch in fascination

At your undulating crawl,

As you inch on up and over

My little garden wall.


I know I should destroy you

Before offspring’s on the way,

But you’ve worked so hard to get here

I’m going to let you stay.


6/21/95          Phyllis DeWitt VanVleck

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