of a new day's beginning, I was

Awakened by its brush strokes

And then, came The Dawn Patrol.

They began to appear one-by-one

under the cloak of morning's mist

First came the bees, then the

Grasshoppers wearing soft-soled shoes.

The mice soon awakened from a

long night's sleep - always on the

Lookout for cats who stealth and

Creep . . . then came a cricket or two.

Then at the top of their mounds were

the ants, who seemed to take a break

Now and again - time for a beer and a

Cheroot; all looked up and gave me a wink.

The different species of birds appeared

in their usual pecking order - the worms

Didn't seem to stick around . . . and the

Mole - was good at pushing things around.

The butterflys flew in their own special

unison as the morning light reflected off

Their wings . . . Nature had taken its time

Gracing us once again with The Dawn Patrol.

'2008' RLS