Please forgive me for this not so cheerful post.
Being glum is not something I usually
put on my blog.
But this evening I am feeling ever so sad.
My sweet dear Daisy,
my adorable little old lady
is so poorly.
The big coop in the sky is calling her.
She would follow me around the garden like my little shadow.
Lie with me on a blanket when the sunshine shone,
and chat away telling me all sorts of tales of the hen house.
This little red hen
along with Sarah my other old girl,
was the first hen I got.
So easy to care for,
never causing any problem.
Enjoying the odd adventure into the
but always winning them over with her little conversations
at their back door.
Laid lovely big eggs everyday for years,
not even missing a day during the snow days, when she couldn't
get out of the coop for the foot of snow that blocked her door.
Please let her fly up to heaven,
and save me a deed I am not strong enough for.
Take her peacefully and softly
whilst she is snuggled in with the
fresh new sweet smelling straw
in her cosy little bed,
her best friend Sarah by her side.
(oh dear, does anyone have a tissue? ...sniff sniff)