NAMES ‘PHILIP’
Lover of horses and other animals too,
Nothing escapes their love so true,
The bringer-in of all lost starving pets,
Even injured wild life taken to the vets.

They know most of the birds that fly,
They know each song and different cry,
Tell a downy woodpecker by it’s pecking,
And the kind of juicy bugs it is getting.

Sees beauty in the stump of a fallen tree,
Will nurse a dying bird on his tender knee,
Know by just looking at the colour of the sky,
When the first cold flakes of snow will fly.

It’s good to know a Philip, to see how to love
All the creatures sent from heaven above
To grace this land with their different beauty,
Philips in all of creation, special loveliness see.

M Ann Margetson March 22, 2002