Only the Doodlebugs

Hello, there, little chameleon friend; Did you come to keep me company? Scurrying along the redwood rail, Have you read this book or Are you just to look For your buddies of long ago? You are so green, and easily seen, Camouflage is not your intent; You got out of breath, and yet Your hot pink throat stretches and jets And satisfies. You look at me but hope to see The ladybugs that once dwelt in the daisies. Where have they gone, along With the horny toads that shared your faucet. Will the doodle bugs soon disappear From under their rocks? It seems to me, you see, you have a tear in your eye; And I know we've both outgrown The life we have known and cried Too many goodbyes.