Day 1.
fuzzy explorer
leaving flower pot,
dessicated remains of summer
do not make much of
a feast.
.
Day 2.
fuzzy explorer
stretching from the flower pot
a little further today.
Oops. No caterpillar,
just a fuzzy leaf, expanding
territory. Even the weeds
abandon my garden.
.
.
Spotted the fuzz in the pot as I pulled out the drive way. This is an example of where I ‘come up with poems.’ It’s also proof that perspectives on a situation change from day to day!
Shawn L. Bird 
Now I want a pet caterpillar. Thank you. I really liked this.
I have a fuzzy leaf you can have instead! (cough) 😉
I’ll take it. I have a good imagination so I can pretend it is a real caterpilla. I will call it Fuzzonious.
lol
wow, I was inspire that poem about caterpillar :))
😉
I love it!!
Thanks, Carol.
Would you like some weeds?
lol I assure you I am well stocked. I keep my garden in assorted pots to avoid weeding, though I tend to forget to water them starting about the middle of August.
This is cute poem. :3
Thank you, Megan.