As I walked in the fields
I stopped by a hedge
In the hedge was a small nest
In the nest was even smaller fledgling.
Before me was new life, precious, unique.
I may never see this again,
I shall treasure the moment.
Be thankful to the fates,
Who drew me to this place.
My thanks to Marya from Arkadia blog for allowing me to use her photo in this poem.
Morpethroad 
life always seems to “happen” when we go for a walk
Thanks Angie, yes its amazing just what we might see and find.
awwww too sweet. In the beginning it made me think of a song. Can’t think of the name but it goes something like…..theres a hole in the ground, tree in the hole….its a long song and finally the green grass grows all around, all around. And the green grass grows all around.
Thanks BA, that I sparked a memory is a good thing, I am sure.
Ohhhh a song I sing like crazy with the students. Fun but long. 🙂
capture the moments though they may be small, for we may never get the chance to see them at all. Lovely Summer.
Thanks, ST, for using my photo. I am so happy that it triggered this poem for you.
Thanks Marya, it was a pleasure, I like that little piece.Maybe we can try again another day.
That would be delightful, ST.
Throw me another one some time…