White Birch Forest
Mistress Being Attacked
and the mountain air is clear.
The birds are returning
from their long journey’s south.
Grass is turning green
the trees are a bright, light green.
In all the gardens, plants
are poking their heads through
soft brown soil, waiting to
be feed this year’s concoction
of fertilizer. Will it be compost
or store bought delicacies?
Yikes, the weeds are beginning
to take over. Growing and spreading
faster than one can blink.
Where is the mistress who tends to us?
We saw her earlier in the month
but of late she seems to have disappeared.
Ah, Ha! The reason for her absence
would be those
nasty Black Flies that invade the north
country this time of the year.
Mistress is allergic to their fierce bites
and hates their constant head and ear buzzing.
Therefore, we won’t see her until the birds have
had their fill and the Black Fly adults
have bred for the season and gone into dormancy.
So weeds, enjoy your run of the gardens -
Flowers, mistress will feed you
When she dares to venture outdoors.
May The Swarm Stay Far From You!