My puddle comes and goes and I never know what to expect.
Well, my puddle has been gone for a very long time now.
I asked my friends if they’d seen it, I put up Missing Puddle signs, and I even tried to get the police to put out an All Points Bulletin.
The police wouldn’t go for it. I don’t know why.
I’m still looking for my puddle. We haven’t had any rain here for a long time and it sure would be nice to have a puddle to splash in.
I wish I could convince my puddle to come back so I could do that.
Today I was wandering around where my puddle used to be, feeling kind of mopey because it was still missing, when I noticed something new.
Something had grown to take the place of my puddle.
It’s still not the same as having my puddle to splash in, but I started checking this out.
Weeds! Tasty weeds!
If I can’t have my puddle, at least I have something to munch on.
But what if my puddle realizes its spot was taken over and it never comes back.
Okay weeds, if you don’t move yourselves I’m going to eat you.
A few more bites and my puddle can return.