I LOVE WORMS

Oh little worms beneath the ground,
So humble, small, and brown,
Though others find you quite mundane,
To me, you are profound.

The way you crawl in the grove
And eat away decay...
I see a pure and simple love,
In every move you make.

No hearts to give or to receive,
No promises to keep,
Yet you persist, and do believe,
In digging down so deep.

So let us learn from you, dear worms,
In love, there is no shame,
For even in the smallest forms,
It burns with so much flame!