-Gastropodia-

 

Wherever you go, you are at home,

nowhere on earth that you can't roam.

On your little back, your house you bear

and you can survive most anywhere.

 

From ocean's depths to mountaintop

you leave your trail, you rarely stop.

Steadily, slowly on you creep,

pausing now and then to sleep.

 

To some you're slow, you hardly move

to me you've got so little to prove.

My diminutive friend, how strong you are

daring as Joan and braver by far.

 

Past the abyss, into the unknown

you'll travel so surely with your tiny home.

Snail, someday soon I hope to see

you wandering here to visit me.