Baby Gecko

Baby gecko on the wall You are so very, very small. Have you come inside to play? Or just to pass the time away? Does your mother know you’re here? Or is she searching everywhere. She must be frantic with emotions reeling While you’re just walking on my ceiling. If I catch you, and put you out Will you know your way about? If you go through a different door You won’t see your mother anymore. So I’ll have to let you stay To wander on your merry way. I hope one day you’ll be big and strong And stay outside, where you belong