The Little Wood

This is based in a small wooded area in the corner of an Exmouth park.
A friend and I call it:

The Little Wood

In the corner of the park is a very tiny wood
And the trees are alive with singing
There are lots of little birds and I think you really should
Go there and watch the little birds winging

They flutter and hop from tree to bush
Chirping a happy little song
Just step slowly neither shove nor push
And you won't have to wait too long

There's a lovely little brook where a kingfisher sits
As he waits on a twig for his pray
If you go early morn and keep about your wits
You may see him fishing every day

Most days in the park keep an eye toward the sky
When the seagulls and the crows start to squeal
There'll be a Kestrel or buzzard flying very high
It's a sight for the eye and very real

In the corner of the park in this very tiny wood
Where the trees are alive with singing
If you’re ever come this way please visit if you could
Your ears will be filled with pleasant ringing

Composed
By
Beryl R Ladd