Busy, busy, might never be’s
Busy, busy, might never be’s
one step after another,
cleaning up after the trees.
Mow down one ant-hill,
to be replaced by another,
and dream of being
her lonely hearts lover.
David Bugg (2000)
Footnote: Ok, a tenuous link I agree but I like the shot and the poem is pretty short…admittedly I am going to struggle at times to get the right shot for the text, so in some cases they might not work as well as others.
Enjoy nevertheless.
Woke up to a dreary morning and then saw your poem photos loved them and the day seemed brighter so proud of you dave x