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The sky was limpid, and the sun rose splendidly.
When I urged ardent nature to pen, it did so swiftly.
Scarcely note the key themes that interest you.
Every ultimate bit of it, except for alive human outdo.
Nature said this with a whimsical smile on her face.
Something is I've tossed gently on the glossy surface.
I carefully cleared a major, fruitless stretch of land.
To heave you up and grasp you a tarnished hand.
"We embrace it as an image of regard," she said.
Otherwise, flawlessly talk about ideas and spread.
Some stamp their eager feet, while others shudder.
The rhythm serves a fantastic selection and splutter.
Gracious, devoted mother!" "What has you so angry?"
However, you will shape a verse, not bow and rusty.
You'll soon observe a stylish and vibrant atmosphere.
Nobody to hurt or convey, that's blood blasphemer.
Mother, I'm sorry for the errors we've bombed.
And I'm very sure it won't get a standing to applaud.
We sincerely apologize for damaging your outfit.
I joyfully promise we won't make the same misfit.
Please, dear child, set down your passionate weeping.
All this old lady need obtain gentle care and loving.
We all commit errors, but we must learn from them.
That's why you're my finest triumph! In this realm.
Written: November 20, 2021
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2021
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