It’s Poetry Friday and I am still enjoying the advent of Spring, one of my favourite seasons. There is a lot of very active bird life on my morning walks at present – magpies, ducks (with ducklings!), spoonbills, willy wagtails, swamphens, and more. I love to watch them, but they don’t always seem quite as happy to see me. Thus, this week’s poem.
Watching
I took a walk along a path
Beside a lake, beneath a tree
And looked and saw and stopped and smiled
That there was so much there to see.
Ducks and wagtails, spoonbills, crows
Bright butterflies, a busy bee
But then I paused to wonder if
All that I watched was watching me.
And even as I wondered this
A nearby magpie turned to flee
Flying away to a safe branch
So off I walked, and let him be.
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