I saw a turtle in the grass today.
It had a hard shell and tiny legs.
The turtle moved slowly, step by step.
It looked around and blinked its eyes.
I sat down and watched it crawl.
It didn’t rush, but it kept going.
The turtle went under a bush to rest.
I whispered, “You are slow but strong.”
The turtle turned and gave a little nod.
Sometimes slow and steady wins the race!