Inspired by Annabel Sheila’s Poem,
‘Ode To Dandelions’
And by Jasmin Horst Seiler’s Poem,
‘Might You Speak, But Will You?’
“I’m wild again,
Beguiled again,
A child again.”
Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.
Each and Every Spring, these days
I watch my neighbors’ absolute horror
When they look out one warm morning
And spot Dandelions outside their door
Many make a mad dash for their toxic sprays
So many call in the ‘Agent Orange’ lawn guy
Some rush right outside to pluck them all out
I just shake my head, and I sadly wonder why
Dandelions, and just about everything else ‘wild’
Are always welcome all around my humble abode
And, all the wild creatures prefer my toxin free lawn
From squirrels and chipmunks, to bluejays and toads
I’d rather not have my canines romping in chemicals
Or playing fetch, on any toxic, herbicide laced, grass
My property has been designated a ‘Wildlife Habitat’
It’s a very small thing that I do, but I truly hope that it lasts
Perhaps I’ll be awakened by a squirrel, chattering for breakfast
Or, by some cawing crows, who hope I’ll toss them some bread
Or by an opossum heading back to her burrow with her little ones
Or by a red robin, who digs up worms in my yard, without any dread
Our nesting pair of doves always greet me with a lovely coo
The sparrows and the finches at my birdfeeder joyously sing
Going Wild, has made my remaining days, so much happier
Unlike my neighbors, I never fear what the next dawn may bring
©Spring 2012, Mr. Ed
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Anna
*Mr Ed* loving your ode to nature!!!
Lady Vivian
chin to see if I like butter. Spring yep ! dandelions
and grandkids now! wonderful write and cheery tune Mr. Ed
Lady Mary Ann
Rose
Ron