River Life
Show me what you see each day
Through your sparkling eyes of greens and browns
Do you see the smiles, the tears and frowns
On children's faces as they play
Can you see beyond to the lilac heathers
to the mountains tied with ribbons of snow
Where the Red Grouse rest wearing rufous-brown feathers.
Tell me what you hear each day
Where life stands still in your darkness deep
Where the Waterboatman lavae sleep
Do you hear the laughter as children play
Come twilight can you hear the Nightjar call
In the heathland broken by clumps of trees
And the cattle defended by sturdy wall.
Whisper what you feel each day
As small fingers tickle do you laugh and dance
Under the stepping stones of risk and chance
Do you feel their hearts slow down from play
Can you feel the chill when the sun fades in the west
When the motion has ceased and the lands laid to rest
Don't answer these questions,I think you know best.
By Michelle Makepeace
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