Songbird And The Bees Poem by Chris Goss

The lovely sound of morning song bird
Such a beautiful sound to be heard
You just have to remember
You can hear it from July to September
In the morning glory as the sun shimmers
And the blades of grass that glisten
Back to the place where you can listen
To the Blue Tits and Robins you cannot miss
The sparrows and thrushes in absolute bliss
As soft as the school children's kisses
Anyone that pinches the bum of the mistress
Return to the garden so the sound of the lark is not missed
Or in the forest glade were everything is blessed
The magic of the meadow is best
Never let the Bumble bee rest
At the peril of the World will be unblessed
It will certainly be all beings put to the test
So forevermore celebrate saving the bees for everyone's quest
So the World can can be everyone's guest
Not for just the rich because they can invest
There will be no reason not to give
All in all life there would be no need to forgive
And finally let people claim to live and let live