All a mater of scaleA Poem by Wild RoseAll a matter of scale 15 March 2019 13:49 We recycle every thing possible Plastic/tins and glass go into the green bin Paper into another green bin Vegetation goes into the compost bin for garden use Bread crumbs: fat off the meat, cheese scraps all gobbled up with glee by the birds
"What do you want those for? She asks "They are too small"
"For you my dear they are just tiny crumbs" "The Sparrows and Robbins find them a beakfull" "They only have little mouths"
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