Benjamin Zephaniah

(15 April 1958 / Birmingham)

Nature Trail - Poem by Benjamin Zephaniah

At the bottom of my garden
There's a hedgehog and a frog
And a lot of creepy-crawlies
Living underneath a log,
There's a baby daddy long legs
And an easy-going snail
And a family of woodlice,
All are on my nature trail.

There are caterpillars waiting
For their time to come to fly,
There are worms turning the earth over
As ladybirds fly by,
Birds will visit, cats will visit
But they always chose their time
And I've even seen a fox visit
This wild garden of mine.

Squirrels come to nick my nuts
And busy bees come buzzing
And when the night time comes
Sometimes some dragonflies come humming,
My garden mice are very shy
And I've seen bats that growl
And in my garden I have seen
A very wise old owl.

My garden is a lively place
There's always something happening,
There's this constant search for food
And then there's all that flowering,
When you have a garden
You will never be alone
And I believe we all deserve
A garden of our own.

Comments about Nature Trail by Benjamin Zephaniah

  • Freshman - 894 Points Leslie Sharp (10/24/2014 8:41:00 AM)

    I love it ten thumbs up! The rhythm was fantastic it delivers a sense of joy to one. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 23,758 Points * Sunprincess * (11/12/2013 3:39:00 PM)

    nice he captures the visitors of the garden perfectly :) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 51 Points Brian Skyers (10/11/2012 5:44:00 PM)

    I really enjoyed reading this poem. Nice flow that's so easy on the brain. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Ijanric Howe (7/30/2009 6:33:00 PM)

    I read this poem to my nature-loving gran, and (needless to say) she loved it, too. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Shruti Modi (10/9/2008 12:28:00 AM)

    its a very beautiful poem....its lovely... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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