(hour 15)
By Sandy Lender
When they’re the size of a quarter
You can’t sex turtles
So she’s been named Josh all her life
That’s thirty-two years now
Some of them better than others
Thanks to my financial highs and lows
And my understanding of turtle nutrition
She went to college with me
I joke that Josh is prob’ly the only RES with a BA
I built her a horse-trough pond in the back yard
With fencing around & above to keep out osprey
Because she’s a girl, she’s large
But still…
This spring, she produced an egg
No boy turtles involved
No winter hibernation beforehand
No special foods introduced to her diet
You can imagine my surprise
I dove into pet-turtle-owner panic
Of course…
How much calcium should I now add to her daily intake?
How much more UV light does she now require?
Why on Earth did she wait until 2020 to do this?
Or maybe it’s because of 2020
I mean…
Knowing the egg to be infertile,
I scooped it out and cleaned it up
I shall display it in a shadow box
Proudly…
Because my Joshua laid an egg.
i am in LOVE with this poem. it is so playful, funky !