#fowc #conservation
The builders and the moneymen
saw heaps of forest fall
building structures for humankind
rising up mighty and tall
And they built roads and bridges
to connect, say hello, and trade
ripping up every bit of grass
down to the last blade
till one day in a school class
as they chomped into a french fry
a little girl asked the teacher
where do the bluebirds fly ?
It got the teacher a thinking
as she showed the class a book
on animals living in the country
if they knew where to look
So the next week, with help from the staffroom
appeared ‘mongst the concrete – some green
with flowers and veggies and fruit trees
with the nicest colours they;d seen
And who came to visit the garden
landing on the green grass nearby
the returning bluebirds with the rest of their chums
landing by the pond saying hi!
The Inkwell 
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