Because its so miserable out it made me feel better.


The Garden in Spring.

The garden in spring, a delight to behold
Just watching the wildlife and plantlife unfold
A lawn decked in green, the trees and the shrubs
Blackbirds and sparrows all rummage for grubs

The squirrel so nervous, he leaps here and tere
Looking for peanuts he buried somewhere
A magpie looks on, in some what disgust
He can't figure out why he's making a fuss

The wood pidgeons canoodle, on the fence as they do
Built a nest in the tree, to savour the view
Not forgetting the jackdaws, who arrive twice a day
And liked it so much they decided to stay

The bandits we call them, because of their mask
Raiding for titbits an organized task
The doves with their collars, so prim and sedate
Watch from the arbours, in a mortified state


Along with the robin the thrush and a wren
They turn up in our garden, again and again
To nurture the wildlife, in the garden is right
And the garden in spring is such a delight.



Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2005-12-01 at 15:08

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Morpheus
As I stare out at winters cold embrace, I felt that moment of springs morning in your words. Thank you...
2005-12-30


Black Knight
Though spring is not the most favourite season for me, I agree - blossoming garden in the spring it's delightful.
2005-12-01


vicky vixen
A real breath of spring air. wonderfully busy with the wildlife. Teleport me there now!
2005-12-01


BlueyedSoul
Oh i love this so...it is so vivid and real, this garden. A delight to read, and if flows so beautifully. Love every line, but this brought such a smile to my face:

The squirrel so nervous, he leaps here and tere
Looking for peanuts he buried somewhere
A magpie looks on, in some what disgust
He can't figure out why he's making a fuss

Precious this is dear pen.

~BlueyedSoul
2005-12-01