My Black Beetle Comments

Herbert, as one who feels momentary pangs of guilt every time I wash ugly cockroaches down the plughole, I did appreciate this clever poem. Beautifully written. lol Alison

Having come straight from 'Moose', Herbs, I wasn't expecting such a tender and touching message...but it was nice to see one all the same. I particularly like this bit: 'the sun now having lost all interest in watching fruitless struggle, soon took the evening's leave, ' Now listen to me Herbs: make the next one HAPPY! ! ! Love, Gina.

Brilliant poem Herbert kept me interested and wondering to the end.

A very heart touching moment Herbert. Reminds me of when Todd came to me a couple weeks ago and said he thinks his hunting days may be over....he found himself ''saving'' worms from the puddles that the rainstorm left. He was at work and noticed himself grabbing the worms from the puddles and tossing them into the grass ''so they wouldn't drown''. Tender hearts are such a thing of beauty! I believe you have that tenderness too, very nice poem. Sincerely, Mary