"It's normal to see them around trash cans, dumpsters, and
decaying veggies, but mine found he's or her
home resting on my bathroom faucet.
Every morning there it rests.
To me i never felt it was a pest.
What gives me the right to judge God creations?
A category characteristic of there own.
It was not being harmful to me, yet a bit
playful i may add.
Flying in front of my mirror making sure
looking good for the day planned.
Done, it would land on my finger as i escorted
us both out into open land.
I released. Flying with freedom to the sound
of Steve Miller Band.
Doing my errands for the day i would think
at times what my simple little friend was up to.
It sometimes made me sad when i thought one day hearing
someone say."They die on the 3rd day"...
What suddenly came to me. It was the end of the 3rd day.
I awoke on the 4th. Walked slowly into the bathroom.
Looked upon the faucet. My morning companion was gone.
Living with a fruit fly maybe absurd to many, but i love all
creatures of God. To me it was full of fun, and funny."