Conquering Fear
I have never been one to be scared of frogs or bugs,
I don’t mind bees, spiders or even slimy slugs,
I can tolerate most snakes as long as they are at a
distance,
To stinkbugs or moths, I have no resistance,
Worms, that’s fine, I
can bait my own hook,
Also, nightcrawlers and crickets are bait in my book,
A minnow is acceptable to hold in my hand,
But there is a limit to what I can stand,
My terror, my nemesis, my all-time skin-crawling fear,
Is a little grey mouse- oh don’t let it come near!
I cringe and I dance, and I squeal in disgust,
When droppings I see, a trap is a must,
Their tiny furry bodies and beady little eyes,
Their long thin tails, oh I really despise,
But lately I’ve managed to conquer my fear,
I trapped two of these pests in our kitchen, oh dear,
I could not fathom taking a dead one away,
But then again, I did not want it to stay,
I mustered up every courageous bone in my body,
With a paper towel I picked it up, not too shoddy,
Quickly tossed him in the trash bag according to plan,
Then whisk the trash bag to the outside garbage can,
I did it, I did it, I even surprised myself this time,
Those dastardly varmints are not going to eat on my dime!
Tammy Harvey
Written: 1/4/2018
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