Wiggly Worm Workout

In the garden, pink and bright, Wiggly woke with pure delight. His leaf hat perched upon his head, He stretched and yawned, then left his bed. Through soft soil, he wiggled free, A sight for all his friends to see. Butterflies fluttered, bees buzzed near, Ladybugs watched with curious cheer. "Good morning, friends!" Wiggly called out, As he began his exercise bout. "I love to move, it makes me strong, Won't you all come and sing along?" The flowers swayed, the grass so green, As Wiggly danced upon the scene. The warm sun smiled from up above, Watching Wiggly's morning move. "Join me, friends, let's have some fun! A little workout for everyone!" Wiggly grinned from end to end, Inviting each garden friend.

Wiggly wore a whistle 'round his neck, A tiny flag held high with glee. The garden friends came to check The Olympics, a sight to see! Flower petals made bright flags, Acorns became shiny prizes. Bugs and beetles in leaf-made tags, Joined events of all shapes and sizes. Leaf jumping made them giggle and hop, Petal races were quite a thrill. Twig balancing was hard to top, Each friend showed their garden skill. But as the day went on so long, Some friends began to feel quite beat. They couldn't keep up Wiggly's song, Their little legs felt far from fleet. The snail felt slow, the ant felt small, They couldn't match Wiggly's pace. Though fun was had by one and all, Some friends now wore a frowny face. Wiggly saw his pals look sad, And wondered what went wrong that day. The games weren't meant to make them mad, But bring them joy in every way.

Wiggly's smile turned upside down, His wiggly body drooped with care. He felt so bad, he wore a frown, And hid beneath a leafy lair. His garden friends looked all around, "Where's Wiggly gone?" they asked with worry. But not a trace could there be found, Of their wiggly friend so squirmy. A wise old turtle slowly came, And spoke to Wiggly soft and low: "Being kind is not a game, Your friends have feelings, don't you know?" The sunset painted orange and gold, Long shadows stretched across the ground. Wiggly's heart, once hard and cold, Now felt the love his friends had found. He knew it was the time to change, To make things right, to be a friend. His wiggly ways he'd rearrange, And mend the bonds he'd tried to bend.

The Wiggly Way As morning dew sparkled bright, Wiggly emerged, filled with light. "Dear friends," he said with gentle care, "Let's move together, if you dare!" He showed them stretches, soft and slow, Each creature joined in, high and low. The snail reached out his squishy neck, While butterflies did wing-checks. "Well done!" cheered Wiggly with glee, "You're all so wonderful to see!" The ladybug rolled like a ball, The ant lifted twigs, though so small. Birds sang sweetly from above, As garden friends moved with love. Each at their pace, no rush or race, Just happy smiles on every face. When done, they gathered 'round to say, "Thank you, Wiggly, for this day!" They learned that moving can be fun, When kindness shines like morning sun. In the garden, big and small, Found joy in moving, one and all. Friends closer now, with healthy hearts, Thanks to Wiggly's wiggly starts!