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Nature Trail
(15 April 1958 / Birmingham)

Nature Trail

Poem By Benjamin Zephaniah

At the bottom of my garden
There's a hedgehog and a frog
And a lot of creepy-crawlies
Living underneath a log,
There's a baby daddy long legs
And an easy-going snail
And a family of woodlice,
All are on my nature trail.

There are caterpillars waiting
For their time to come to fly,
There are worms turning the earth over
As ladybirds fly by,
Birds will visit, cats will visit
But they always chose their time
And I've even seen a fox visit
This wild garden of mine.

Squirrels come to nick my nuts
And busy bees come buzzing
And when the night time comes
Sometimes some dragonflies come humming,
My garden mice are very shy
And I've seen bats that growl
And in my garden I have seen
A very wise old owl.

My garden is a lively place
There's always something happening,
There's this constant search for food
And then there's all that flowering,
When you have a garden
You will never be alone
And I believe we all deserve
A garden of our own.

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Ba glubine sibirski rud Hranite gordoe terpenie Ne propadiot........ I dum vasocoe terpenie Nadejda, sestra.. Este o poezie de Puskin dar care
There are caterpillars waiting For their time to come to fly, There are worms turning the earth over As ladybirds fly by, beauty in its shine. tony
flowers and books are my heart and should i am never alone if i have one on hand and eyes to see the beauty of flowers before me not behind as i can look back but only forward
nice site. very helpful
" When you have a garden You will never be alone And I believe we all deserve A garden of our own." Beautiful, , so affirmative and lively.. enjoyed it..


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