Tic, tic, tic, tic, tic
Walking on the wooden floor –
His claws need trimming
Tic, tic, tic, tic, tic
Walking on the wooden floor –
His claws need trimming
Above us – the stars
Talking of our dreams and hopes
Majestic stingray
Cherry blossoms fall
Whilst those of apple and plum
Stay fragrant, intact
Spotlights from the sky
Breaching the afternoon clouds –
View from a windscreen
Light from the full moon
In total serenity –
Prostrating on grass
Orange, green and blue
Make a wonderful display –
Above the grapevine beams
The sound of water
An aeroplane over head –
Green caterpillars
Sniffing the blossoms
Bob is enjoying the scent
As much as I am
Majestic looking
I thought it was dead until
It started to twitch
Some of them splatter
Whilst others simply bounce off –
Hailstones on windscreen