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To The Green Mother This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   When on that infant morning I arose

And stood before my window gazing through,

I saw my mother dressed in misty clothes,

A-standing 'neath a clinging veil of dew.

She called to me a windy song on high

And beckoned as the trees a-swayed in dance

The birds among their twitching limbs did fly

And all did laugh at winter's countenance.

I drifted out and reached to touch the sky,

Ecstatic like a wand'ring baby lost

Returning to a bosom warm and dry

Which age had torn me from beneath his frost.

I found my mother Earth, and at her breast,

My spirit drank of all which God had bless'd.




This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




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