Tuesday, September 25, 2012




We'll Come Running!
No matter where you have been all day,
To your feet we will run to play.
Like a loyal dog to some,
When I call, my chickens come.
Beaks and toes with mud galore,
Chickens dig forever more.
And when it's time to say goodnight,
Into their coop without a fight.
Sleep my chickens cozy and warm,
Feathered and happy, they sleep till dawn.