Must fix the fence by
the acre plot
two young foxes have
been nosing around
The lambs and the
chickens won’t feel safe
until it’s done.
I must dig a drain by
the carrot patch
the whole crop spoils
if it gets too damp
And where will we be
with an empty store
when winter comes.
When winter comes and
food is scarce
we’ll warn our toes to
stay indoors
When summer’s gone we’ll
fly away
and find the sun when
winter comes.
I must find the time to
plant some trees
in the meadow where the
river flows
In time to come they’ll
make good shade
for some poor soul.
The melody "has a serenade in blue touch with a folktale feel". John would like to join in with a second voice if he were here. We all feel that gap.
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