The Mole

The Mole

Mole, little mole,

digging hole after hole,

with resolve and persistence,

you point out your existence.

We've got our noses in the skies,

and up high our eyes,

'til we stumble and tumble

on the hole you dug humble.

Thank you, dear mole,

for digging your hole,

and reminding us all,

that it's the unseen and small,

guiding our paths or making us fall.

by Fran