NaPoWriMo, Day 22

I’m sorry, little earthworm—milky pink & flailing in the rain,
washed far away from the damp soil you call home
—that I almost stepped on you with my man made rain boots.

I’m sorry for all the friends you’ve lost under the weight of us
who have invaded the earth, ripped up the dirt, and left you wriggling
& without a home.

It is not the least I can do but all that I can do: carry you—silky & squirming
—in my bare palm
back to the land your ancestors were birthed from
long before mine were conceived.

Prompt – Homage to nature. Happy Earth Day!