.4. Yard Workers Poem by David Threadgold
.4. Yard Workers
Wasps on the wind-fallen
Apples and pears
Spiders make cobwebs
On patio chairs
Woodlice on rotten wood
Under the shed
Ants moving home
To our new flower bed
Aphids drink sap
From a red roses stem
Ladybirds grazing
Don’t forget them
All kinds of insects
Are working so hard
To find an existence
In our old backyard
© 2008 David Threadgold
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Gooood one David, fire ants here trying to find - an existence, in my back yard! *10*! ! Swell read here! ! Best regards! Friend Thad
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4/29/2024 7:04:19 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Delightful earthy poem about our little 'creatures' of the outside world. Keep writing these wonderful creations and sharing! '10! ' Warm Wishes, Marilyn