Two Are Better Than One

Scratching came calling

at our front porch

about the time of early morn

as a sun smiled towards

noon and I opened

the door to view two lobsters

wishing to visit our family --

We’re from Digby the larger

rasped, where the ocean is deep

and fishermen teased us into traps

with our favourite snack,

a few chunks of stinky herring.

We escaped but still hungry.

The day sped by with tales from

afar as they shared of life

below the sea. We were

so amazed, asked them to stay

for supper then bathed them

in butter, so delicious they were --

we will not soon forget them.