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Every Inch Is a Mile

Earthworm creeps along, recent rains invite it to explore the wonders of the outdoors, a robin eyes the early morning morsel with its slithering and segmented movement while circling above its prey, every inch is a mile for the worm as it reaches an oaken bucket on the saturated ground while its feathery hunter swoops down for its early morning carnivorous feed, the worm with its cilia senses an opening underneath the old and misshapen bucket as it hides from its predator----another typical day for the early worm.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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