Today, Father time,
timed the shadows
To Make a Heart
Just for Mother Nature.
If you watch closely you’ll see
He courts her daily…
He leaves her late winter fog
rainbows,drops of dew
Raindrops..
(A drink for their children)
Time and Nature
are so dependable,
The rebirth of Spring
The Summer Sun
The falling of Autumn
Winters time of rest…
Time will always
dance with her.
Bringing her gifts..
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~ by connetta on August 25, 2011.
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Lovely!
Lovely, was in the mood for some spring poetry, and found this beautiful poem of yours.