
Look different but to me
They are both scary,
Wiggly slimy creatures
To avoid at all costs
Though I was a tomboy
And loved polliwogs and frogs

Of pets to acquire
Put in a cage and feed
Avoid them at all costs
Was my philosophy
Better safe than sorry

Growing up in rural utah
To know what they could do
And the mere mention of snakes
Made the hair on my neck rise
I can’t imagine being a pioneer
And having snakes live in my house

Many early settlers lived in dugouts
Which were no better than snake pits
Made of mud and weeds carved in a hillside
I can imagine snakes were frequent visitors
Though unwelcome, it was their home too
WATCH OUT––SNAKES

That creep in unnoticed
Quietly, calmly getting closer
Gaining our trust until it is
Too late to avoid
The attack…suddenly
Unexpectedly we are bitten

Pain shoots through our soul
Throbbing intensely
Blindsided, we should have
Seen it coming but didn’t
Trusting too much
Our naivety betrayed us

Worried, anxious
Afraid of being hurt
No, the snakes are few
And far between and
It's not worth becoming
A victim of our own fears