READERS’POETRY: From the Bury Free Press of October 9
This week, we have two poems from Wilf Daniells, from Market Weston.
Oft she turns to stand and stare
To see if there is anything there
Then she by some corn will stop
And peck away to taste a drop
She sits below a seed container
To show she isn’t a no-brainer
And waits until a seed falls down
Spilt by a blackbird – the clown!
Snails and worms she does not eat
But only seeds, small and neat
When she’s full she flies away
We hope to see her another day.
BEATING THE ODDS
We hang out clothes along the line
When the day seems warm and fine
The sun belies the cold that lies
On the ground beneath the skies
For we know of the shadowed snow
Where the sun just cannot go
We say why not hope for the best
Put the weather to the test
And then we see the rain come near
Oh! Let’s take them in, oh dear.
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