Sitting on a park bench
along side a still watered pond
I watched a mother duck swim
with a trail of ducklings behind.
Sometimes we sit
and close our eyes never seeing
the beauty around us there.
It is the small things
we should watch closely
as they are the ones
that bring the most pleasure there.
As the day changes
other, things catch our attention
as they start to emerge.
The sun fades and the rabbits
come out of their burrows
with their little noses twitching
as they graze merrily away
and then scamper at an unfamiliar sound.
As the night descends,
the flapping of bat wings
can be heard across the stillness.
The lonely hoot of an owl
somewhere high in a tree.
Most would never bother seeing
the things nature brings
for if they did
they would soon realise nature
has a lot of surprises in store.
4 May 2008
David Harris
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-lot-of-surprises/
