August is always a good month to conceive
And now it’s already Christmas…So difficult to believe
The days are short and the nights are long
It’ll be a few months before the black bird’s song
In spring I’ll wait for a new lamb to bleat
Before I watch it suckling... on a proud mother’s teat
Then I’ll yearn for May and sight of the pink Campion
For this will herald the special birth that I will soon champion
© Kenneth Campbell 2011
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