"my Life As a Worm"

This poem was wrote for Ashley when she was in kindergarden. My life as a worm. All I do is squirm and squirm. My body is squirmy,long and round. I live in the dirt deep in the ground. In the ground I dig real deep. Until I find a place to sleep. I have no eyes so I can't see. But I can feel you when your close to me. They like to catch me and put me in a jar. They put me on a hook and throw me far. Teresa Skyles 8/19/02