I have a new visitor in my garden,
A Mummy Maggie.
It would seem that
my weeding has revealed
Perfect magpie nest building material.
She’s very busy.
I see her neat black and white body out of the corner of my eye
As she comes briskly round the tree and into view
I know she can’t see me because of the reflection on my window
But when she looks up
It looks like she’s looking straight at me
Mother to mother.