'What is that? ' the children cried. <br />'It has no feet, no eyes, no ears! ' <br />'A snail, ' I told the little dears. <br />'And see? Its body disappears! <br />It pulls into its shell to hide.' <br /> <br />The children watched the snail come out <br />And slowly start to crawl away. <br />'Oh! See him go! ' I heard them say. <br />'Perhaps he doesn't want to play.' <br />I said, 'You're right, without a doubt.' <br /> <br />The snail amused each little friend <br />By gliding up from leaf to rose <br />And eating every bit he chose <br />Until our day came to a close- <br />But each child's learning had no end.<br /><br />Yen Cress<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/brief-encounter-3/
