Before I go to bed tonight
and lay my head on pillow
I'll kneel and pray with all my might
Lord, I want to be an Armadillo
You see they have this armor
that nothing can penetrate
It's really not a charmer
but I still must demonstrate
Like water rolling off a duck
harsh words wouldn't enter in
I'd feel safe without bad luck
and hide my fears within
Just like my children use to say
'bounces off me, and sticks to you'
I'd don an armadillo's ways
and bid all bad things 'Adieu'
15 March 2007
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem! and sticks to you like glue...