Katie was playing with a turtle, in the sun's warm embrace, Laughing as it moved slow and steady, at its own pace. She watched as it crawled, over rocks and through grass, Its shell was a pattern of browns, like stained glass. The turtle was her new friend, in this moment so rare, Their bond was unspoken, two souls without care. Katie felt a connection, to this creature so wise, In its eyes she saw secrets, hidden in disguise. As the sun began to set, casting shadows long and deep, Katie knew...