A Poem About Oli

[Gillian M]

My little tort's name is OLI not Fred
He lives in my garden underneath the shed
When the sun starts striking he comes out to play
Happy and content as he plays away

He roams around the garden looking for a treat
For a tasty lettuce leaf which he loves to eat
He takes his time walking round so slow
And when he gets tired back to the shed he'd go

Climbing underneath into his little bed
Where it's nice and cool underneath the shed.

 

[Yvonne G]

Very easy to picture him while I was reading. I get the distinct impression you sort of like Oli.

 

[Careym13]

Love it!

 

[Gillian M]

Love it!

Thank you.

 

[Gillian M]

Very easy to picture him while I was reading. I get the distinct impression you sort of like Oli.

Yvonne, I LOVE Oli. Although I am not an emotional person, Oli had done something to my almost FROZEN emotions. "Funny" isn't it?

 

[Yvonne G]

No, not funny at all. They just have a way of worming their way into our hearts.

 

[Gillian M]

No, not funny at all. They just have a way of worming their way into our hearts.

Here, I did not mean funny literally. I meant STRANGE.