Best Poems Written by Betty Toombs

Moorhen

A good friend once told me that kingfishers know the secrets of the universe 
But dear friend, what about this moorhen on the rivers verge?

And as I sit and wonder what my moorhen thinks
Around me dance bright thistles of pink
A river ripple rides the collected current
Long green reeds exist with no need to repent
A family of mice not ever so nice 
But look at that face, too cute not to embrace
 
So my precious moorhen, tell me what you know
There must be more to life than gluttony and sorrow 
More to life than anger, pride and lust
Tell me please, it's such a must 

My sweetheart moorhen don't swim the day
While I sit here wondering my life away

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