Fierce fire roaring through the trees
Ground shaking, the hills
High storm breaking on the seas
Blizzard coming, the chills
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Birdsong, high up in the leaves
Wolves are saying:
Swallows, nesting in the eves
Foxes playing
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Torrent of rain coming down
Washing away the riverbed
Thunder striking through downtown
This is what they've come to dread
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Sunlight on the little stream
Moonlight shining on the lake
Nothing is as it seams
Resting on a rock, a snake
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Both and either, one to one
Twin of, good and bad
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Stardust
PoesiaWe are all made of Stardust Though we know it not We are all the same. Not diffrent. We are all one. - A collection of poems about the natural world. All poems are created by me. Cover made by me! Updated Wednesdays and Saturdays.
