Their squawking riles the residents around,
Aggressive when considered under threat,
Along the sea in Summer they abound,
Forcing a neighbour to protect her pet;
Fiercely protective of their fledgling young,
A cry for ‘Help’, receives a mass response;
Dive-bombing and a blanketing of dung,
Potential predator shall soon ensconce;
And yet, ’tis well they scavenge for their food,
Essential to keep Mother Nature clean,
For, though their presence many would occlude,
Much rather should environment be green.
For each a place in Nature is reserved
That Common Good be readily preserved!
©Meanderings 2016
Autumn Ambles 