Living Simply Inside a Comfort Zone

My body a soft oval My mother is my tour guide

With a pattern of intricate fuzz I am always watched over

My head a scoop of ice-cream She teaches me to swim

Delicate, fragile                                                                         She glides through the lake

My legs short and flimsy With the grace of a swan

Like twigs they hold me up My flesh lives simply

And so does my neck Inside a comfort zone

My eyes are tiny pebbles