Piggy felt like a lame dud,
left to roll around in mud,
never fit, polished, or lean,
allergic to being clean.
One bright day piglet appeared,
with a gift of love so clear,
piggy vowed to change his ways,
so her warmth will someday blaze.
Traded muck for something new
serene water, clear and blue,
tempted hearts soon took a swim,
prayed his beloved joined him.
Looked around, inwardly smiled,
together peacefully mild,
both laughed and oinked so flirty,
played in puddles, got dirty.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Written for Melissa Lemay’s Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #246
