For this prompt I have selected the poem Nature Trail by Benjamin Zephaniah.
The lines in italics are from the poem. As suggested by the prompt, the first line is actually the last line of the poem …
A garden of our own
Is what we have always wanted
And I believe we all deserve
To see what nature has flaunted.
You will never be alone
In this garden of mine
When you have a garden
Which is full of trees, shrubs and vine
And then there’s all that flowering
Pretty roses, lilies and more
There’s this constant search for food
By birds, squirrels and the mole
There’s always something happening
To keep one engaged
My garden is a lively place
The variety here will have you amazed.
A very wise old owl
Perches on the birch tree
And in my garden I have seen
A peacock roam carefree
And I’ve seen bats that growl
Rabbits who scamper along
My garden mice are very shy
But they come out to hear the birdsong.
Sometimes some dragonflies come humming
Hovering overhead
And when the night comes
They hide in the woodshed
And busy bees come buzzing
At the crack of dawn
Squirrels come to nick my nuts
Early in the morn.
This wild garden of mine
Is my joy and pride
And I’ve even seen a fox visit
In the dead of night.
But they always chose their time
Those who decided to come
Birds will visit, cats will visit
Whenever they are glum
As ladybirds fly by
In the dappled shade
There are worms turning the earth over
In this wondrous glade
For their time to come to fly
Young birds chirp in their nests
There are caterpillars waiting
To turn into butterflies, all dressed.
All are on my nature trail
Be it the spider near the dogwood
And a family of woodlice
Under the rotting wood
And an easy-going snail
Spotted near lavender bush
There’s a baby daddy long legs
Hurrying away in a rush
Living underneath a log,
Is a three feet long snake
And a lot of creepy-crawlies
Who often make me quake
There’s a hedgehog and a frog
Just near the pond
At the bottom of my garden
Of which I am very fond.
#napowrimo #day18
