This morning I saw a snail
Crossing the road.
It stood on a side
Looking left and then right
And then left again
Like a proper gentleman-
I was the only person on the road
Far too engrossed in what he had to do
So luckily, no chance of him getting trampled underfoot.
Then he crossed
Taking his time.
An hour later, when I returned,
On the path where I met him before,
I saw him walking on the footpath.
Or was it sliding? I could not see,
But I managed to get a selfie.
This was my first go at poem writing and I chose to write it in free verse almost. So, I desperately need feedback on how it was. 🙂 🙂