I Am Not Afraid of Snakes

Culebras

Came I upon a snake
One fine sunny day
He lay languishing
Hot and nearly dead
I considered his plight
I spoke briefly to him
Long, lean, shiny reptile
I offered him simple options
I picked him up
I offered him refuge
I offered him a better life
I bestowed upon him
Sustenance
He chose to live
He did not poison me
Though that was certainly
An option
Infrequently
I think on him