Attercop IV

Sat Attercop on my garden fence
He sat with a furrowed brow
He said to me: "Don't mean no offence
have to tell you something now."

It was lat October and a low red sun
was setting behind the hills
Mist was coming on from the ground
and I wonderingly bowed to his will

As I lent him my ears he confided me thus:
"I really miss my mum.
there's non on this earth that more I miss
and under the rising sun."

And sadly he added, folding his feet:
"It is an essential human need
to know where you're going and so on - but how!?
when there's nowt left of where you're from?"