I wonder how we’d feel

For lots of things we use these days

Depend upon the wheel

We simply couldn’t function

As so many things we do

In one way or another

Involve a wheel or two

Around the house we use them

In our house or in the yard

If we had to drag our things around

‘Twould be extremely hard.

How would we keep the lawn mowed

Or put the garbage out

Without our mowers or wheelie bins

We’d take all day, no doubt!

Then if there were no transport

How could we get to town

How could we bring our shopping home

It’s weight would drag us down.

Even in Great Grandpa’s day

They had the horse and cart

To move their goods from place to place

So at least that was a start!

Yet when they built the pyramids

‘Twas not a wheel in sight

While Inca’s built on mountainsides

And seemed to do all right

The Ancient Brits built Stonehenge

A place that I have seen

They didn’t have the wheel back then

So I must say, they were keen!

The larger stones from Chilmark

Come across the southern Downs

Where now there are some villages

And several little towns.

The Sarisan Stones though smaller

Come all the way from Wales

Across the Bristol Channel

And over many hills and dales

Back then they used hard labour

For this was all they had

But these days our initiative

Is stifled which is sad.

Today our lives are easier

With our mod cons, but still

I think there’s no invention

More important than the wheel.

- by Joy Hibberd

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