Monday 11 July 2011


On the side of a hill.

There is a lane
on the side of a hill.
A boy plays
with a ball,
a football that’s white
he kicks it for hours
and more
and hours and more
on his own in the lane.

There is a field
above the lane 
on the side of the hill.
The cows graze
on the juicy green grass,
they are there
day after day
after day
on the grass
above the lane
on the side of the hill.

There is a copse
at the top of the field
where bees buzz
amongst beautiful flowers
round a hive made of wood
working week after week
after day, after hour after week
making magic
in the copse
at the top of the field.

All this on the side of a hill.

2 comments:

CherryPie said...

There is a lot going on, on that hill. I especially like the sound of the copse, I would enjoy sitting there for a while.

Cuby said...

It is a quiet hill but I watched it for a longer time than usual and waited to see if anything happened and it certainly did.