There is a fullness, an abundance of everything
On the branches of trees burdened by chestnuts
Bushes on the roadside black with berries
Orchards have a glut of apples.
The grass is emerald green
Cut to diamond perfection.
The blackbird sings
Trundling along the short green grass
Like a black bowling ball
Stops and stalls
Cocking its head
Listening, for the worms wriggling beneath the soil.
Everything is plentiful
Snails and slugs
Easy pickings for the thrushes and hedgehogs.
Bird tables full of seeds
Feeders full of peanuts
Feeding our feathered friends every need
Ensuring the next generation of
Birdsong.
So, we may have to accept that all of this
On our front doorstep, is facing extinction
One by one, species disappearing!
The buzz of the bee
The flap of butterfly wings
It all seems insane to me!
What went wrong?
Will it take long?
Or is this just part of mankind's grand design
To exterminate all of natur's kind.
I cannot say
But one thing I know
We all have a God given, a God driven duty
To care for the whole of Gods creation.
Hugh K Henderson <><