I’m a busy bee
As you’ll see
Walked the dog
Had a jog
It was nice out but very windy and cool
And as a rule
I pick blackberries enroute for a pie
Even when they start to die
The juice
A truce
All over my hands and face
Messy me as you see
Home what’s more
Mopped the floor
Oh there’s more
Washing in
Dishwasher on
Cleaned out the cat litter
Emptied the bins
For all my sins
And the morning is is only just dawning
Time for a rest
Back to bed with breakfast
Scrambled egg and smoked salmon
Washed down with a cup of tea
That’s me!
Busy bee!

Oh how I love you
But when we disagree
Or you don’t listen to me
I just despair
I know that you care
But I walk away
To cool down and cry
I get over it because our love is strong
So all I ask
Is a simple task
Just listen!

The poppy seeds are ready
And steady
To plant
And want
To grow
I know
Maybe slow
But
Are afoot
On their way
To live
And give
Such pleasure
A pretty poppy
To see
For you and for me!

The moon wasn’t quite complete this morning!
Six am when the day was dawning!
It was missing its bottom bit
As I looked right up at it
It wasn’t even a crescent
I don’t think it was bitten by a pheasant
A pheasant is just too pleasant
It could have been a gull
You know they’re never full
It could have been a swallow
Their little mouths are hollow
I think it was hit by a spaceship
When it’s driver was having a kip!