So its off to work we go
now the night long roost is done
and the fledgling sun
brings cheer and early crow
we hear the padlock click
the stay bolt undone
we gather at the coop door
and here’s our keeper Rick
he points out the way
a 50 yard jog
across a field and up a hill
its the fruit trees turn today
he is deep into organics
no sprays at all
munchies abounding
for us his soil mechanics
he wants the bad bugs gone
we’re happy to oblige
we eat them all both good and bad
and give our chicken song
some say its like a squawk
or shriek to pierce the ears
our cries and clucks and tuck tuck tucks
that is music and our talk
the paddock has a shelter
with water for our thirst
and egg boxes provided
to cushion the ejector
its fenced to show the playground
we could easily fly above
but grass is greener this side
and grubs to be found
we feel with out splayed feet
the bugs beyond our view
a quick back swipe with claw
finds a wriggle for the beak
they visit in the night
the possum, fox and coons
and then we’re in our coop home
secure and snuggled tight
there is a local hawk
we used to duck for cover
but now we’re twice its size
and he can only gawk
as we continue at our play
or should I say its work
the scoot and scratch and eat
a day long happy treat.