Sometimes I feel invisible. I know you say that too. But for me it is more literal- For my body, you see through. I greet fish and say, "What's up?" Surprised, they look around. Past me, upwards and behind, Then oddly at the ground. I am rarely noticed, Even when I am quite near. Being always overlooked, Brings me close to tears. I'm shy and speak so low, The waves just drown me out. I guess I could be louder, still, It's not in me to shout. My trouble is made worse, you see, By long, thin tentacles. The current makes them twist and turn, Far and wide it sprawls. Fish come by, but do not see- They swim right into them. I probably don't have to say It's bad for making friends. They untangle fins, then swim away, Often in a huff. So you see, being me, Is feeling rather tough. But if anybody stopped to ask, They'd see I'm cool to know! It's not just 'cause I am see through Or have an inner glow. My kind predate the dinosaurs! Can you believe t
Little Bat grew quickly. His mom was very proud. He was kind and smart as well And hung with a good crowd. He could fly fast, his wings were strong. He’d do tricks in the air. He’d make his friends laugh with great jokes And all his fruit he’d share. He had a great imagination And artistic too! He’d draw in dirt with his wing For everyone to view. He was such a happy pup, But one thing made him frown. The poor thing was so afraid To hang upside down. All the blood rushed to his head And made him feel quite ill. No matter what his mom would say He’d not practice this skill. “As a Bat, it’s what we do!’ Mom would plead and beg For little Bat to try again, And hang down from his legs. “You’ll eventually get used it,” Mom tried to persuade. But nothing that she ever said Made him less afraid. “When I hang down, my head hurts. I don’t feel good at all. I feel dizzy and shaky too- Like I’m about to fall!” His mother tried to explain, “We cannot sleep upright. It’s easier when upside down; It