MY FAVOURITE TIME

Up with the sun in June

listening to birdsong

whatevers going on

amid the peace of my favourite time.

To sit and listen

bathed in sunlight

drinking a coffee

tis a delight

delightful when the Finch

come very near

then fat old Pidgeons

fly over and scare

the Finch away

but they return

I am amused not dismayed.

A breeze blows the branches

of nearby tree's

a dog barks at his echo

how foolish is he,

then my cat 

around my legs twirls

in a figure eight

and miaows.

My Favourite time

sitting out here

peace and a coffee

small friends everywhere.