Oft in the morn with a mist on the web <br />Where the fox over fields homeward stray <br />Awake now the birds for a chorus at dawn <br />Asleep in their beds children stay <br /> <br />A first glint of sunlight from over the brow <br />Way passed yonder river fast flowing <br />Arising the collie from sleep in the hay <br />Atop five bar gate cockerels crowing <br /> <br />In ten acre pasture where Friesian’s stand tall <br />Well grazed be the grass juicy green <br />The parlour waits to relieve them of milk <br />All feel such a long while it’s been <br /> <br />The chickens are pecking and looking for corn <br />Each strutting atop scrawny legs <br />Attuned to the rattle of seed in the tin <br />For feed they reward with fresh eggs <br /> <br />A giant to all be shire in his stall <br />Cob brown ankle tresses of white <br />A bag full of oats to hang under his nose <br />He needs after waiting all night <br /> <br />Over the cobbles the geese chase the ducks <br />A race now is on to the pond <br />All wanting the lead from the larder to pick <br />For the weed in the water they’re fond <br /> <br />Down in the meadow are blacken faced sheep <br />They shake off the mist from their fleece <br />Here comes the farmer to tend to their needs <br />And once more their world is at peace <br /> <br /> <br />© 2008 David Threadgold <br />Rambling Riddles & Rhymes<br /><br />David Threadgold www.davidthreadgold.com<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/7-all-well/
