Hoppity Hop with a <br />Stick thin withered leg, <br />Lucks dice threw the grip <br />From the feline’s jaw. <br /> <br />You tiny little wonder bird <br />Life’s chores must be done, <br />As cornflakes crunch in well worn teeth <br />The realty show has begun. <br /> <br />French windows herald soft green lawn <br />Merging to lake beyond, <br />Mullet play the leaping game, <br />As osprey view the same. <br /> <br />Natures hand laid the sweeping paddock <br />Feeding stock bended by, <br />Gentle hills rise majestic touching <br />The iced curtained sky. <br /> <br />Delight fills the pleasure zone <br />As wiggled morsel seen, <br />For one steadied leg helps the beak <br />To pull it from the green. <br /> <br />Mate’s eyes watch your back <br />As you fly off to your nest, <br />For your little chirrup chirrup babes <br />Nothing but the best. <br /> <br />The seasons pass and winter ends, <br />Its spring again and I don’t see <br />You little wonder bird, <br />But some paths just have to be <br /> <br />I know you’ve flown away today <br />I saw you in the clouds, <br />I know you won’t fly back again <br />For angels just sung out loud.<br /><br />Ken e Hall<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-little-cripple/
