Running Out of Cotton Wool

 

You know I grew up on a farm

Could always have drowned in the lake

Died from the fall of a big tree

Or simply from treading on snake

 

And then there's the horse-drinking trough

Was always near top (pretty full)

Could easily have fallen from a galloping horse

Or gored by our favourite pet bull

 

So by today's standards

I'm pretty lucky to be alive

 

But...

 

I fear we may soon face a shortage

Of top-grown Australian cotton wool

To wrap up our dear precious children

But also our adventurous ones as well

 

Of course there is only one problem

Will they discover a world beyond screens?

Which appear to have become widely approved by

So-called protective parents it seems

 

Don Matthews March 2019