Rolly Polly

I put my picnic blanket down
In the middle of
Nowhere
No trees no plants
Just grass
Green grass everywhere
No more than 3 inches tall
All I had in my sight was:
some little ants
3 grasshoppers
3 butterflys
a flock of geese soaring over me
Switching positions
And a single rolly polly
climbing over my blanket
I carefully picked him up
I let him climb up all over my arms and legs
I gently let him go
I let go because nature is not ours to keep locked up
If so he'll die
He'll die from his loss of nature
I came into his territory
They've never set a foot in ours