The Inkwell

#Garden

An inquisitive little animal

entered our front garden

checking out the greens, the ferns and the trees

scampering through the heather

and passing through the daffodils

till he looked up – and saw he had an audience

“Don’t mind me,” he cheerfully squeeked,

“It’s not your flowers that i seek

I’m just looking for a suitable spot

some place i can use as a hazelnut pot”