Photos of Christine of Bad Gastein, v. February 2011 Even a chicken looking forward to the spring
SPRING'd get here soon please,
s scorch our feet are very cold,
how can we lay eggs only, when snow still lies
at all ways? We finally want
green meadows and daisies springing up soon. Since
to hunt but also a chicken,
we go now into the hen house, and no longer
go out the door to
no one says: "Oh, God, I'm freezing!"
We invite the neighbor's rooster, crowing
he is so loud it will
and away the winter so the cold
Man we want to show that he does
finally departed, then cackle
we have a spring song.
When the sun listening to this, it seems
warm as it ought to
and all the snow melts entirely
and SPRING's, as every year!
And finally we can get out from dark
s scorch our chicken house!
© Renate Harig 27/02/2011
Looking at this photo of the "poor" chicken barefoot in the cold snow, I thought of this text - spontaneously! I would wear them like warm socks! I would not like to gallop around without footwear in the cold snow. Brrrrrrrrrr would I like cold! But I'm not a chicken!
Greetings
your Renate
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