A true short poem story about a weevil I seen today while at work.
A little dark grey colored weevil at the bottom of a bin appeared at work today!
A true treasure to behold within the objects I sorted through to put away!
I noticed the little weevil right away and picked him up.
After I got the weevil, he tried struggling to get away from me.
But no, I wouldn't let him because I loved him!
I quickly held on to him strongly instead.
Finally, when I got outside, I not only let the weevil go,
I sent him off with my love and put him on a leaf with water on it outside.
Then I knew he was happy and free again even though he looked a little sad that I left him.