A DAY IN THE LIFE OF A HEN

(a poem by 10 year old Emma)

Yes, we humans have our ways,

But what do hens do on sunny days?

They might look around for a tasty bite,

And then sleep throughout the entire night.

To tell us what they sometimes do,

Sending notes is what they do,

From him to me, from me to you,

Telling us their daily life,

The fun they have with wildlife.

Wrens and hens,

Are best friends,

But when fight over the tasty seeds,

They have to talk,

Underneath a giant stalk.

Sometimes when they are quite bored,

They pant a lot as though they’ve soared,

Miles above the great big city,

Making sure it’s nice and pretty.

Great big monsters roam the streets,

Inside there are lots of seats,

Humans call them cars and vans,

But hens just call them giant fans.

Hens and people live in peace,

Along with animals, like geese.

(Emma Dimitrova, my 10 year old daughter, 10/02/2019)