How little heed they take
of man or beast!
Or where to go, or how to make
WHAT happens when I want to stop
and photograph some birds?
The fiendish mind my motor's got
ignores my firm resolve to stop,
and carries powerfully on
as if it hadn't heard!
STOP and think awhile:
when we whip along
with doggie in the back,
is it them or is it US,
enjoys the trip?
AND . . .what price Nature's Walks?
What price fresh air and exercise?
What happened to those early days
while Nature talks?