Ode to Nature

June 18, 2010
By Anonymous

Oh nature,
you comb through my hair like an older sibling.
Gentle and caring.
You whisper me secrets,
tell me of things
you've heard and seen.
I love you
and you love me.
You've taken care of me,
even when I've forgotten to show you kindness.
I've been taught to care for you,
but I neglect my duties.
On warm summer days,
I lay alone and still in your grassy arms.
Your breath caresses my skin,
cooling my spring fever.
You go through changes.
One day, you're in a feverish rage.
Another, I get the silent treatment.
Sometimes, you'll shower me with warm kisses.
Often singing to me sweet sonnets,
lulling me to sleep.
I wish for eternity with you.
Knowing it won't happen,
I bid you "Ado."
Promises of tomorrow told with my eyes.

The author's comments:
I wrote this poem in hope of describing nature or a park and it's effects on me

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