A poem to Slugs and Snails

I struggle with my relationship with slugs and snails; it has been tried to the full this summer. Most mornings I look at the damage they have wreaked during the night. They have eaten all my vegetable seedlings, strawberries and my Hostas look like filigree  Then, I  try to summon up some compassion for the slimmy creatures that no longer hide among my Hostas but pose openly and seem to laugh and say ‘You will never beat us!’
So here is a little poem … that takes every bit of compassion I can muster!

As you make your way
my dear friend of the food chain
I sorta say thanks

Nela Bligh