Badger Watch Poem by Denis Martindale

My badger watch began one day
When through the woods I went,
I saw a badger come my way,
He strolled as if a gent...
A touch of whimsy in his heart,
No trace of self-control,
As if aware he looked quite smart
And pride lurked in his soul...

I hid behind a nearby tree
And smiled at him again,
So glad that he could not see me
As I peeked now and then...
As he passed by, I gently moved,
A little to my right,
Content he had not disapproved
As I still hid from sight...

Then it occurred how God must gaze
Upon the world below,
To think, He watched us all our days,
Because He loved us so...
So I looked up and thanked the Lord,
Then turned no more to roam,
Because my faith was reassured
As I walked humbly home...


Denis Martindale, copyright December 2015.


Poem based on a magnificent wildlife painting,
by artist Stephen Gayford. Google-search
gayfordgallery and 'Stephen Gayford poetry'.