Questioning Something in Nature
The rain
I asked the spring grass why it needed so much rain
It swayed in the wind for a while before answering,
a squeeky voice replied softly "Ask the flowers"
As i inched toward the daffodil, I noticed the petals,
seeming as if her yellow color was fading, so I asked
"Can you make it through the spring with out rain" And
her reply was stunning.
Her old voice creeked, implying a life of wear, she simply
said "no". The answer brought shock but i was intreged at how
wise the grass and daffodil both sounded.
Each day I see the trees stretching, the grass sprouting
and flowers blooming. Each day i ask " are you growing because of the rain"
there response always the same, "you will see"
waiting for the rain I noticed their growth slowing down,
They pleaded that I don't give them water, but why
One spring morning I rose to a down pour.
Worried about the newly birthed flowers I ran to the window,
To my suprise the flowers, the trees and the grass
were all singing and dancing, answering my question.
They were right I did see.
Ladder
Puppy
New,
Still clumsey,
Paws too big,
Teeth sharper than razors
People are more than exciting
Naping during the day
Curiousity takes over
loved.
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