The Hedge

The hedge sat quietly on the side street while people passed by on their daily chores She bathed in spring and summer so sweet as red roses and campion grew by her side watching and listening while family's grew and died Meandering colours of Persian jewels daisy's and buttercups she shelters sunflowers reach the sky protected from the northern bluster Sometimes she would get a trim to her sides As she grew even higher birds made nests or sometimes stop to rest or hide from the sparrow hawk She would listen to children play and adults talk Wondering what life would be like to live this way And when you pass by take a thought for the hedge stands today like her brothers and sisters throughout the globe And even in the cold of winter refuge can be found In the hedge