Nature's LullabyA Poem by Judy Ponceby
Up the hill behind gramma's house
Is a natural playground. Filled with may apples and trillium in the spring, Bouncing squirrels and deer in rut in the fall. If you sit quietly alone at the foot of a tree, You will hear Nature share her song with you. Wind soughs through the oak and sycamore branches An occasional limb will crack like a gun shot. After awhile an adventurous squirrel or two Scurry down the hickory and walnut trees And bounce through dry crackling leaves Searching for acorns. Tinkling sounds of a nearby brook With water gurgling over worn rounded stones hit the high notes of this beautiful song. Finding comfort against the tree trunk just let Nature's lullaby release the mind from worry, soothe the spirit, and tend the heart. © 2011 Judy PoncebyReviews
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5 Reviews Added on April 3, 2011 Last Updated on April 12, 2011 AuthorJudy PoncebySwanton, OHAboutI am me. Living life. Learning love. And laughing. A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom. – Robert Frost more..Writing
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