22 December – Fairy-tale feeling

Whenever I see a hole in a birch or beech or oak,
I just can’t help imagining miniature fairy folk.
I’m delighted animals and birds find shelter in wood,
but no matter how hard I try, it’s just simply no good,
they are never what I picture when I see potential homes
carved out of the middle of something that is grown.
I don’t think I’ll ever reach a ‘pragmatic’ age –
to mature past make-believe was not how I was made!