Through Grandma’s Eyes: The Worm

” We are all worms . . .

but I believe that I am a glow worm.”

-Winston Churchill-

journal entry:

I don’t think this is a worm.  I think it is a poisonous snake.  It is just too big for a worm.  Holden never met a worm he didn’t know.  He talked to them like they were old friends.  He asked them how they were and where they wanted to go.  He asked them if they were hungry or if they needed some water or some grass to crawl in.  For all I know, he had talked to this worm before . . . when it was just little.  Actually, this worm-snake was under the tether ball pole.  Grandpa rolled the tire holding the pole and underneath was another world.  There were centipedes and potato bugs and worms of all sizes.  This, however, was the prize.  I asked Holden what he was going to do with the worm.  He said he was thinking about it.  I was thinking about it too.

“Glow little glow worm, glimmer glimmer.”

-A Song-

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