The Little Turtle

The little turtle hatched
From his shell hardly clasped
He lied a moment in the sand
For his body could barely stand

The little turtle's eye
Was not only his ply
He cried so loud there in the dark
Fearing the sun's ray and its spark

The little turtle walked
With his hinges so locked
Across that very big sand pit
With no idea where it's lit

The litte turtle cried
To the crab's claws he's (he was) tied
He fought all might and ran back
To the place where light was the lack

The little turtle slept
There where he once out crept
He stayed there and heard the sharp cries
Of his siblings' painful demise

The sun's rays came to him
No more were his eyes dim
He stood again with his legs so strong
He never wished to stay there long

He walked through the hot sand
Without any forehand
Though the crab wanted to grab him
He never let the chance be slim

The sea gave him a clap
For his brush with hap
He let the soft waves carry him
To a future not any dim