Nottingham Post reader poems
Darkness fell upon the earth
As daytime slipped away
Everywhere was quiet
Until the night life came out to play
Eyes that shone like diamonds
Were lurking here and there
Yes, they were ally cats strolling all around
Quietly they crept with a sophisticated air, not making any sound
Foxes looking here and there
Bellies empty, that's for sure
Rummaging around the bins
And black bags which lay upon the floor
Splitting bags half open
The foxes sniffed inside
Then they hear a sudden noise
And ran off quick to hide
Squeaking noises can be heard
As tiny wings flutter here and there
It's the bats darting to and fro
In the midnight air
To-wit, to-woo, to-wit, to-woo
This sounds travels on the breeze
It's the little tawny owl
Sitting by the church beneath the trees
And softly night time fades away
Towards another morn
We leave our gentle night life friends
A brand new day is born
OLGA PERKINS
Perlethorpe Avenue
Gedling
Back in her native country no animals
Can be found running wild and free
They have lost their liberty and have
No dense forests to hunt their prey
In the special reserves or zoos they
Feel trapped and live in fear of what
Their future may be. Silently they suffer
So they may be put back in her county
Her grandchild sees the misery in her
Grandma's eyes. She wonders whether
Her generation will see lions and tigers
Regain their liberty
JANET BROWN
Compton Road
Sherwood
There is a time
when yours and mine,
Praise be of thine
who follow thee,
To be a design
of your thoughts in time,
In God's wonderful gifts,
To thou's and thine!
CRAIG MORRISON
Garfield Close
Stapleford







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