Poetry Map of Scotland, poem no. 252: East Calder

Homes for Sale
 
“Homes for Sale” thus read the sign
As diggers dig and bulldozers whine
Certain parties would not agree
The missel-thrush who once sat in the tree
Which was part of the woodland on this estate
Or the rabbits and hedgehogs
The moles and voles
Who used to reside here
In dry comfy holes
Or the little field-mouse
In his little field house
Such a pity – so unfair -
Defenceless wee creatures
In their harmless lair
Must now be evicted
As the hand of man
Takes over the land
And space is constricted.
 
Margaret Walker

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