Springtime Poem by Barbara Curtis

Wake up and walk with me up on the hills
It's springtime and warm, we'll see daffodils
It's a beautiful morning, so fresh and alive
we might even see the kingfisher dive.
There are ponies to feed and bees to see
I'll take a packed lunch for you and me
it'll be peaceful and calm, we can sit for a while
we'll watch rabbits and a buzzard perched on a style
we'll hear all the birds as they twitter and trill
oh please come and walk with me up on the hills.