Joey's Mountain

Joey's Mountain

Oh, to be a Koala, cuddled for

the first 12 months of your life.

Snug and warm above, in a gum

tree divide, safe in mum’s cozy fur.

Dozing to a leaf lullaby, rocked by

the wind. Food to be devoured

with glee - and free. No rent to pay

or house to maintain. Eucalypt

umbrella protects from the rain,

swaying wet songs. No need to clean.

Just stretch a hand, grab a branch - chew.

Time to sleep, feed, breed - as Koalas do.

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2023