The Arthritic Fingers Of Nature By Ella #24


Posted by 6spupil2016 | Posted in General News | Posted on 09-03-2017

The Arthritic Fingers Of Nature

If you think you’ve explored all of nature,

To the fullest it could possibly be,

Then just listen to this,

And put on some Kiss,

And take in all the sights you can see.


First, to the left, we have some trees,

Growing bigger and bigger every day,

And to the right, a river so bright,

A curling staircase, all day and night.


The hand, of maybe a giant,

Pulls further each and every day,

Has moss grown over like a spider, sprawled out where you lay.


Iron fences submerged in overgrown grass,

Covered in flowers, no way to pass,

Collecting the pollen from plants and weeds,

Butterflies, creatures, and tiny bees.


And, of course, I told you,

You probably disagreed,

Because, this poem, is exactly what you need,

To fill your dreams, your hopes, and despairs,

To, make nature worth the time there.

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