In Good Company

The stone bench under the water oak tree
In my side lawn is one of my favorite places to be
Listen to me when I tell you for it is true
There is no place around with a better view

From there I can see the driveway down the hill
I can survey the squirrels that cross there at will
They come along to steal the pecans from the tree
My little dog and they put on quiet a show for me

Seventeen wild turkeys I`ve counted at a time
There have been pheasants marching in a line
There`s a rust brown ground hog living on the hill
He never sees me and if I`m still,he never will

Around the birdfeeder finches and cardinals
All manner of sparrows and wrens after the culls
The mourning doves always feed along the ground
Calling and marching like soldiers drilling around

There`s butterflies in the flowers,fliting about
I need to find more time to go and just sit out
There`s brown rabbits that roam here all over
Content to let me sit and watch them dine on clover

Did I mention the humming birds after the honeysuckle
And when they tire of that,they`re in the tulip tree
Then there`s the lazy cat waitng for kittens to suckle
I stay so long on the bench because there`s so much to see

There`s such goings on here and such wonderful company
Then someone spies me and concerned says,"what`s wrong?
Why are you sitting out here by yourself all alone?"
All alone?? No, not me.........

İFaye Sizemore
May 2002