Upon an ambling walk I spied a beetle on its back
Its shell was iridescent, shining shades of blue and black
I reached to turn it over, and help it on its way
‘STOP!’ the beetle shouted, imagine my dismay
I want to help, oh little one, I reasoned earnestly
Let me put you on your feet, soon you can be free
My conscience won’t recover if I leave you here like this
Why not let me help? Why do you resist?
I appreciate your true intent, the beetle did reply
But struggle is part of my path, please just walk on by
If I let you right me this time, then my strength will never grow
Next time I flip the wrong way up the power I need won’t flow
There are times I need assistance, and times to let me be
Sometimes I need a friendly ear and you can be there for me
But this is one such challenge, which I must face alone
A trial all beetles must endure, when they are close to grown
I nodded in understanding, of course it’s plain to see
It all makes perfect sense now, and I will let you be
I hope we meet again new friend, I wish you well in life
And know you can always call on me, if ever you’re in strife.
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