Savor the Summer Poem Day 3: Wooly Bear Rescue


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Wooly Bear Rescue

Crunchy dead thing in the middle of the road

curled into a perfect O,

soft underbelly inside,

fuzzy little outer coat

familiar rust and black

tiny soft spikes

to minimize your attraction as bird food,

suddenly revived

your dozen tiny feet tickle

on my hand as I carry you to safety,

kool-aid orange Tiger moth to be

Wooly Bear Rescue.

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About Frances Wiedenhoeft

After a lifetime in nursing, anesthesia and the Army I now write, blog, attend school for journalism and massage, and watch my 3 grandchildren. I am a veteran of Desert Storm, Iraq and Afghanistan and try to serve other vets such as myself, and to work for peace.
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