Ethel Reel and the Hare

I live in the forest
I love it so much
with Nature, my dears
I do keep in touch
that’s despite all the human’s
around with their cars
with their noise
with their guns
the forest is such
I walk very quietly
I run very fast
and I watch just one human
who must come from my past
she’s very gentle
she’s very true
she’s showed me care
unlike many who
chase me
and shock me
and shoot me
for they
are ruffians
really who think
I should pay
I don’t touch their flowers
its the wild plants,I eat
the hot spicy Shepherds Purse
and Chickweed, sweet
the clover
the plantain
they see me al’right
and help me to see extra colours
at night
then there’s this gal
I was telling you
Yes she is a human
but special all through
but she is more likely
to be in the realms
of the fairies
for just how can she be
she can communicate
just with her eyes
not a word spoken
yes funnily
she’s graceful
and wears earthy colours
all shades of green, and night blacks
purples, and lilac
and shades of the forest
sorry dears
they are the facts
her lovely big eyes
take in my eyes too
reflecting her soul
so clearly in view
my eyes are amber
and she holds my stare
and we speak of the past
she’s so very rare
to find such a soul
and to talk as we do
but I must say I love
her all the way through