Can you think of anything nicer, said the spider to the fly
Than to sit and watch the sunset on the day that’s just gone by
The artistry of our maker, all those colours in the sky
It has to be the nicest thing to see
I feel I have to disagree, the fly it did reply
For as I was flitting round and round and time was passing by
I spied this lovely creature, ‘twas a stunning butterfly
It has to be the nicest thing to see
Shall we take a walk together, said the spider to the fly
And we can check the beauty of your lovely butterfly
To see if it surpasses all God’s wonders in the sky
For that has to be the nicest thing to see
Do you really think I’m silly, that I don’t wonder why
A spider wants to come and meet my lovely butterfly
To check if it is prettier than the painting in the sky
I think you want that butterfly for tea
Oh never! Oh my goodness! cried the spider to the fly
I’d never show such rudeness, and I can’t consider why
You should ever be suspicious or think I’d tell a lie
I hope you’ll now apologise to me
I really am most sorry, the fly it did reply
I’ll walk with you and take you to my lovely butterfly
Put his arms around the spider, to comfort him you see
And the spider ate the little fly for tea
I HAD FORGOTTEN
I really had forgotten, how beautiful it was
To wander round the garden, and I tell you this because
This evening I took a stroll, and marvelled at the views
Of Mother Nature's wonders, I just had to share the news
It was bitter cold this evening, so I wore a coat and hat
And a pair of gloves to warm my hands, I couldn't forget that
A gin and tonic in my hand, the gloves kept out the cold
Of the ice that tinkled gently in the glass I had to hold
Springtime still seems far away, the frosts still linger on
It will be a week or two or more, til winter's finally gone
But still the sun was shining bright, to give the heart some cheer
And made me feel that very soon, the Spring would soon be here
Buds are still to open though the daffodils have come
And crocuses are still in bloom, no heat yet from the sun
It won't be long, I tell myself, in the fading evening light
And that's exactly what I did, as I wandered round tonight
I loved my little dander, as I moved back to the house
My mind began to wander as I rejoined my spouse
Soon we would be back again, in the garden, where it seems
Mother Nature's wonders can fulfil our greatest dreams
HAPPINESS IS PLANT SHAPED
I went into the garden, it was a sight to see
The daffodils were all in bloom
And I spied a bumblebee
The snowdrops they had gone away, the crocuses all done
But the bee it still had work to do
The summer’s still to come
For happiness is plant shaped, or so I have been told
I love it in the garden
Maybe I am getting old
I didn’t always feel like this, when as a little boy
I didn’t have the interest in
The plants that bring me joy
I guess it’s just as years go by, I start to feel the pleasure
Of being in the garden
To experience life’s treasure
And Mother Nature’s wonderful, for making it come true
And happiness is plant shaped
I do believe ... don’t you?
