'You can't have it all!'
Said wise wind to the rain
While flower sat in envy
shadowed by willows long mane
And the grass from the field
Saw the grass down the lane
And wished it were greener
Rather than yellow and plain
Rabbit watched hare who was so quick and so strong
Yearning for ears so sturdy and long
While old Mrs hedgehog snuffled about
Full of jealousy when bold badger was out
The harvest mice admired cruel kestrels still shadow
But fox just kept sauntering
As if nothing else mattered
Ladybird was grumbling and all in a whirl
He was fed up with people thinking there were only ladybird girls
While tiny wee ant had troubles of his own
He had to work hard just to please her on the thrown.
And so it goes on in its own secret way
It's not just us with worries and concerns through the day.
All of the world yearns to be something better
And will waste a whole lifetime lamenting the matter
But it doesn't mean its fulfilling or a dream come true
It just means that all of us can be enviable fools
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Author:
Saxon Crow (
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Engaging read 🙂 I liked reading this poem . Yes , it’s not just us with concerns and worries
Thanks YR
Good words on nature SC, it can be so wonderful to be with it.
A baby hare came onto the croquet lawn last week and I go with a couple of yards of it, beautiful creature.
Andy
Did you manage to hit it? With your aim??!
I wouldn't hurt anything except the croquet ball!
Andy
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I was captivated to the very end. Bravo
Thank you very much 🙂
I envy the wind which drifts where it will doing natures bidding. In contrast the nearest i get to being the wind is passing it and theres this awful smell.
Yes, we all know Dusk!
A masterpiece Sax. ; )
You're too kind AP. But thank you
Just giving credit where credit is due. ; )
to keep it 😁 - simple:
Brilliant!
Lol. Thanks LB
Wind in the Willows on steroids...I cant't remember if W in the W had a moral added to it..if not, you've done it again, Sax.
Wind in the willows! That takes me back. I liked old moley. Hmmmm........
I love this poem for several different reasons. First off, the overall message is on point, a true slow-clap moment! Secondly, it reads so smooth, like that rich butter, spread so thick. I just couldn’t help but to devour each word! Lastly, it is so nostalgic that it invokes the wonderment of my childhood, as though the tender nurturing of Beatrice Potter herself were summoned by the magic of each written line! I am enthralled, and I appreciate your talent, thank you so!
Thank you so much for your kind words
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