All around us life’s on the rise .
Things everywhere before my eyes .
The roosters crows a doodle do .
Spider’s spin in the morning dew .
Softer than a gossamer string .
Love s alive in everything .
Birds in nests and twigs on trees .
Grass for sniffing and mint to please .
Cats sleep where the rosemary grows
Dogs have ears and the corn has crows .
Whispering grass and the corncrakes
Tomatoes strung on wooden stakes .
Road hogs stink and pigs have a nose .
Nothing smells as sweet as a rose .
Plastic flowers in cute clay pots .
Old folks homes and forget me nots .
Life’s like a flower it blooms and dies
The sun will set but see it rise .


By Paul McCann