IN MY BACK GARDEN DURING LAST WINTER

 

In my back garden during last Winter

I saw the strangest of things

The fattest Robin I’ve ever seen

It was like a cricket ball with wings

SOME CRUMBS OF BREAD

 

Some crumbs of bread

Some bacon rind

Perhaps some nuts

Might be kind

It’s up to you

To decide what’s best

To set upon the table

For Robin red breast

LITTLE ROBIN REDBREAST

 

“Little Robin redbreast

Where can you be?

Dear little Robin

Come and say hello to me”

 

“I can’t “says the Robin

“The winter is preventing me”

 

“Little Robin redbreast

Where can you be?

Dear little Robin

Come and say hello to me”

 

“I can’t say hello to you

Because I’m frozen to this tree”

ROBIN

 

Crimson breasted

Perching on a gate

Robin red breast

Looking for a mate

A hardy suitor

Courting and wooing

Proudly displaying

In ritual pursuing

Trying to impress

To attract a wife

So in the spring

There’d be new life

And for his efforts

Amidst winter hard

He gets to appear

On a Christmas card

NEVER EVER CATCH A SNOWFLAKE

 

Never ever catch a snowflake

In your mouth

Until you’re sure all the birds

Have flown south

FOOTSTEPS IN THE FROST

 

A beautiful winter’s morning

When mist conceals the sunrise,

And nestles between

The frosty shadows of the trees,

And footsteps crunch

Through the crystal patterns

Of the crisp hoar frost

MERRY BELLS

 

Merry Bells of Christmas

Of genus Uvularia

Whose yellow drooping

Bell-shaped flowers

Brighten the season