.5. Walk With Me Poem by David Threadgold
.5. Walk With Me
Come walk with me through bluebell wood
Where rabbits live and play
Wild garlic crushed beneath your feet
Give forth their scent all day
The morning dew gives sparkle
To the flora shining green
Misty webs a sculpture
Showing off where spiders been
A squirrel sorts through leaves and cones
For tit bits he can munch
To find the ripe green acorns
He can take back home for lunch
Sun coming through the tree tops
Clears the early fog
A weasel hunts now nervously
Behind a moss filled log
So look about this wonderland
Switch off that old TV
To see the best from natures store
Just come and walk with me
© 2008 David Threadgold
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8/29/2026 1:53:18 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
This is a lovely way of reminding us of God's gift to us. Sadly to many of us choose tv instead of taking a walk outside