As a writer I am not seen as worthy of note
And I never refer to myself as a poet
Though all of the stuff through the years I did write
You can see on many an internet literary site
To pen rhymes to Nature I am often inspired
And of singing her praises I've never grown tired
For many years of her I have been in awe
Our marvellous Earth Mother lives by her own law
Her secrets from us she keeps hidden away
Though from her we do learn something new every day
Her beauty is unrivalled it does seem to me
And something that one need not pay for to see
Though my worth as a rhymer I always do doubt
In Nature no shortage of things for to write about.
Monday, May 3, 2010
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