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Gold finch feeding once again  
counted two today, said hello,  
ninja seed their favourite,    
have their feeder all alone  
tiny holes keep out the sparrow  
who rarely calls today.  
The crabs glow pink and white  
wild, but stay with me  
no stake no tie and free to go,  
no one forced to stay.  
There is no garden gate  
all call, dandelion ,primrose,  
even oxlip shy and rare  
paler than the cowslip  
seeding everywhere,  
soon to hide beneath the grass  
I promise not to cut 'til autumn.  
They seem to like it here,  
among the birds and mice  
and yes, I have a rat.  
The garage roof long disappeared  
beneath ivy clamber, homes to let  
blackbird, tenant 2008, here again  
to sing its faithful vigil.  
God's-Little-Acre in the corner  
not been for years, nature all alone,  
hear funny noises  grunting hedgehogs  
making love, hear them through the window,  
vicarious pleasure for a sleepless night,  
knowing I've got it right.  
Night over takes the day,  
no owl to hoot, no fox to bark  
all sleep this night, tomorrow is another day.  
 
Who will call? And will they stay ?
Written by Kexby (john rickell)
Published | Edited 25th Jun 2013
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