March 15, 2021

 

 

and buttercups in the meadow knew,

that you need me and I need you.

 

and honey bees, who saw us coming,

filled with joy and started humming.

 

and swans with cygnets formed a flotilla,

when we arrived to give them dinner.

 

and hungry gulls with a deafening sound,

dive bombed the party, and came to ground.

 

and canadian geese picked up the scraps,

along with ducks – such cheeky chaps.

 

and pigeons too, from far and wide,

gathered by the waterside.

 

and all too soon, the food was gone,

and the late – comers, just looked on.

 

‘that’s it kids, no more today’,

I say, with sadness, turning away.

 

‘next time, I promise to bring more’,

with deep sincerity, I implore.

 

as buttercups in the meadow view,

us coming back, with hands held true.

 

and honey bees who saw us coming,

no longer there – no sound of humming.

 

written by Harriet Blackbury

 

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