Lilly Lad
Your my calico
Playful
And Sweet
I got you from a bait and tickle shop
You've brighten my world
I'm not so depressed sense I got you
Watching you play
Makes me laugh
God sent you to me
And I'm so thankful
I couldn't ask for a better kitten
Last night you fell sleep on my shoulders
I listen to you purr all night all I enjoyed it
Today you went on the pronch with me
As I smoked my cig
you rolled around and played
Everytime I take your picture
You pose for me
I love you lilly pad
In the misty morning amid the elm and maple trees
The whiteness delicately floats above the ponds waterline
The night hunters abandon their night search for food
As the early morning rays peek through the woodland.
The morning brings the forest teeming to life
The occupants ready to attack their early morning feast
The vines and shrubs hiding them as they arch ready to attack
they scramble for their scrumpcious bite of food.
The geese, crows and magpies mingle around the water's edge
Looking for plants, seeds and aquatic animals to feed
Among the bull rushes and cattails on the sloughs edge
They mingle with the locals who come to drink.
Eating the wild berries for a tasty treat
Saskatoon, chokecherries, pin cherries ready to eat
Juicy and sweet, mild yet tart
Quite edible for a flock to feast.
This is a haven, a sanctuary for all
And as the balmy summer evening turns once again to dusk
The predators will come out with the evening shade
To stalk their prey among the woodland grove.
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