Otters playing on the rocky shore
diving for fish at Loch na Keal
comes swooping down to steal
a sea eagle with sharp claws
up and away over the hills.
AN EASY MEAL THAT THEY DON'T HAVE TO WORK FOR...TO BE SURE, THEY WILL KEEP COMING BACK AND I'M THINKING THE OTTERS KNOW HOW TO KEEP A MEAL IF THEY REALLY WANTED TO BUT, LIKE YOU SAID...THEY'LL JUST CATCH ANOTHER FISH THAT, APPARENTLY, ARE IN ABUNDANCE. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
Love ya!
Jane