Dedicated To Eve Roper - Rapping Brooks
A DEDICATION
RAPPING BROOKS
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Many brooks I've heard rapping,
I dance with joy, end up clapping.
All have spirit, what err the land,
meandering journeys nature planned.
To sit on their banks, meditating,
to them babbling over rocks, relating.
To times gone by in Wiltshire,
I first dedicated my heart to nature.
No regrets, not ever on my part,
bar one, humans, they broke their hearts.
Most brooks now dehydrated, gone,
but hark, their spirits still rap on,
memories, the day spent on their banks.
Evoked by you Eve, my special thanks.
Copyright © Mick Talbot | Year Posted 2018
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