I saw a painted turtle on the pavement dry and warm
My car he did go under, but he did not come to harm.
I picked him up to move him and he jerked with sudden fright
Head and feet tucked in his shell, his eyes blinked at the light
When returned to safety by the pond, he sat a minute waiting
Then quickly scrambled to the edge, the algal water tasting
Straight into the pond he goes, his movements without falter
And soon the only thing I see, his nose above the water.
Back in nature’s camouflage, aquatic plants surrounding
Swimming with ease, I marvel , his resilience astounding.