Can you remember meeting your first Bumblebee?
I was playing hide and seek, balancing up a tree
Hands clamped over my mouth trying not to make a sound
When suddenly there was a gentle humming and buzzing all around

I let out a shriek as something huge flew in my face
I slipped and fell in the dirt tearing my dress of lace
What was that strange and rather scary thing?
I had to find out before the dinner bell would ring

It didn’t take me long before I heard a gentle hum
There on a thistle he hovered with a gorgeous fluffy bum
Such dainty silky wings just about holding him steady
A fluffy fuzz of friendliness dangling and leggy

I laughed as he squeezed into the throat of a foxglove
Greedy for the taste of sweet golden nectar waiting above
I now plant my own garden full of all their favourite flowers
I believe they sprinkle good wishes with each passing hour

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At the northern tip of the Arctic the air is a silent frosty dome
Polar bears lay huddled on the bed of ice that is their home
Protective of her young cub, the great snow bear holds him near
As she looks up at the dazzling array of lights that suddenly appear
The natural light display in the Earths sky is a celestial scene to behold
Magically they appear but are full of gas and particles if truth be told
Dazzling glowing arcs of colour stream in pinks, greens and blues
The dancing lights reflecting the bears fur in sparkling iridescent hues
Snowflakes softly fall around them silently landing on their bed of snow
Their future is sadly uncertain and safety is difficult to know
The tender balance of the eco system is dangerously at risk
The Polar Bear is loved by many and would be greatly missed
Without a place to live this amazing species will soon diminish
Their precious food source is infected by our harmful oil spillage
Global warming is melting their ice, right now, taking away their habitat
Now, honestly, do we really want to be responsible for that?

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If you stand very still deep in a forest under the trees
You can feel her presence, there is an energy in the air
She is the Goddess, the ancient spirit of the forest
She protects and nurtures all who inhabit there

She is the earth beneath your feet, the wind in the trees
The wheel of life keeping balance through the turning seasons
In Autumn she changes the colours and blows the leaves
From sparkling gold to rusty browns and shiny coppers

She is the cool breath of Winter as the animals gently sleep
Protecting the land with snow to allow the ground time to rest
Awakening the fragrant earth in Spring as buds burst into life
Bluebells colour the paths and birds emerge from their nests

She is the warmth of glowing Summer sunshine on flowers
The invisible energy in the beat of dragonfly wings
She is the soft rainfall and rainbows full of lazy long hours
Mother Nature, divinity, magic, she is the balance of all things

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The winter hare always has to be so cunning and clever
He scampers about in the open despite the awful chilly weather
For precious food becomes sparse when the temperature drops
Shimmering snow covers the fields and there are no more farmers crops
As a wise and mystical creature, the hare will always survive
Chewing moss and hunting for berries they dig and they dive
As glittering snowflakes softly fall and land on his wet nose
The shining moon above watches over him wherever he goes
As others silently hibernate, the hare travels all winter long
But soon it will be spring and the birds will burst into sweet song
The harshness of winter will be a distant memory for the hare
As sunshine returns bringing an abundance of food to share
Refreshed and relaxed he will be sipping fresh water from the lake
Remembering his long days chasing berries and snowflakes

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Little Bunny was always a bit too shy
She liked to stay quietly off to one side
Yet inside she longed to be triumphant and brave
And above all else wished to dance on a stage
She secretly practiced with a small group of friends
A gathering of beetles, blackbirds and wrens
Friendly woodland folk who knew of her dreams
They gently encouraged her as she leapt in sunbeams

Standing on a mossy tree stump in a cool and quiet glade
She held a hazel twig above her head, twirling in the shade
When suddenly the twig began to sparkle and glow
With colourful sparks flying out like a firework show
With a gasp she looked down at her little pink toes
Where a pair of beautiful ballerina shoes began to grow
They ribboned their way around her ankles and tied in a bow
As three little field mice appeared and stood neatly in a row

They hopped onto her tummy and scampered about
Magically weaving threads darting this way and that
“Oh my goodness, that really does tickle!”
cried little Bunny in a laughing fit of the giggles
As rainbow colours filled the air amidst all the fun
Oh what a wonderful princess dress they had spun
Of the most delicate petals in hues of pinks and plums
Finally she was a real ballerina dancing proudly in the sun

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On a rolling hill of wild poppies stands Primrose Farm and Dairy Store
Creamy walls and a thatched roof with roses that clamber up the front door
To one side of the meadow grows a twisting old apple tree with blackbird’s nests
An ancient gathering place where traveling wildlife are always a welcome guest
Under its old branches grow daisies, turnips, thistles and dandelion leaves
Attracting a comical pair of well-known residents to graze and to feed
Gertrude and Betsie are the happiest of cows and are always together
After each daily milking they roam free whatever the weather
They lay all afternoon in the daisies talking to the butterflies and ladybirds
Until night creeps in and they go to bed with the rest of the herd
The farmer smiles to himself when he sees them tucked up in their bed
A collection of daisy flowers still sitting prettily in their heads.

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At the edge of a Suffolk village is a woodland we call home
Through it a winding babbling stream tumbles and roams
Under the cover of ancient oak trees many hares play and run
Our long velvet ears flapping on our way for a day full of fun
The wild flower meadow is sweet with fragrance blowing gently on the breeze
We chase each other in the long grass under the buzzing of the bees
We stop and clean our whiskers and paws, watching for passers by
A field mouse gave us a wink today as he chased a butterfly
As the sun dips low we snuggle together to watch the stars above
For we are a family, we are blessed and we are LOVE.

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We all need a hug from time to time
And I know where I prefer to go to get mine
For it is known that the best of the cuddling is found
By our favourite woodland fellow snuffling along the ground
Little hedgehogs are big hearted and are always prepared
To give you a gentle squeeze or giant hug of a bear
Don’t be fooled by the prickles they never would harm
Spreading love and good luck and pure heggie charm

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I welcomed you into the world and the sun kissed your sweet face
A mothers’ love unconditional wrapped in our first embrace
Each day filled with laughter and learning, oh how you made me smile
Always staying close, the sound of your little feet alongside mine

Bedtime stories of magic and adventures in a place way off far
I sang you soothing lullabies as we lay and watched the stars
As I watch you grow my heart fills with pride at how you see our beautiful land
I let you go into the world but am always right here, always holding your hand

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Little Hare was out collecting healing herbs and flowers from her ancient woodland home. A blackbird sang to her as it flew off from a branch of elderberry into the forget-me-not blue sky.
Early sunshine happily streamed through the oak tree as its old wise limbs creaked and leaves rustled. The air was warm and full of soft humming from the bees and whispering breeze.
As she daintily made her way on her soft paws the earth was deliciously rich and full of new wildflowers emerging from beneath. She tried not to disturb the bluebells as she bent down to pick up three acorns which she carefully placed in her satchel, for they carried the spirit of the Oak Tree.
Suddenly she heard a muffled cry, and, looking around, spotted a bright young Fox sitting holding his foot in pain. He had a gloriously bushy tail and twinkly amber eyes.  With a quick hop and a leap she was by his side, “my dear little Fox what have you done?” she asked.  “I caught it in the Bramble Bush” said the Fox regretfully. “I was collecting juicy blackberries and tore it on a thorn”.
“Let me help you”, said Hare kindly, and gently took his fluffy foot which had a nasty cut, “I have a remedy for that”. She rummaged in her satchel and pulled out a little jar of honey, sugar and a little wooden spoon with a silver bell on the end and swiftly mixed up a paste.
Hare looked about, then skipped across the tree roots to a clump of wild foxgloves. Carefully she picked a few of the bell-shaped flowers and leaves. She brought them back to Fox and crumpled the leaves into the paste which she then spread onto his wounded foot with the little spoon. “Foxgloves are plants of the fairies”, she explained, “they will heal you with their magic, but best not to lick your foot” she warned, “they are quite potent”.
The little Fox signed in relief but still looked sad, so Hare took the last few flowers and popped each one on the end of his paws and said “look! Now you have Fox Gloves ha ha!”
The Fox laughed and laughed feeling much better. Would you like to come to tea? He asked. “ I am making a delicious Blackberry crumble. “I would be delighted “ said Hare, and taking his arm they made their way through the woods. They spent that afternoon baking crumble and drinking sweet mint tea. And from that day on, the Fox and the Hare became the very best of friends .

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