The Thistle

For years and years and years I thought

The thistle was a weed

And for years and years and years I fought

The thistle's prolific seed

But then I found that the thistle was bound

To be a part of me

For now I know the thistle I found

Is part of Scottish creed

And for years and years from now I'll save that noxious seed

I'll fill all the bird feeders and maintain a healthy breed

Of chickadees and sparrows and all the buntings that I need

Will have a fluffy, thistledown ass and a purple crest on tweed

©3/7/07 Terry Sutherland

Sans Peur