Gifts of Nature
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Crackling, crunchy leaves confetti the ground
as skeleton trees rattle their bare bones.
And gusty winds howl like a soulful hound
while kids mope indoors, glued to their cellphones.
Indistinguishable, they look like clones
and seem as enthusiastic as stones.
Winter's approach gets labeled a bad thing,
covering everything in snow and ice.
And migrating songbirds no longer sing,
they've left before Winter exacts Her price.
But changing seasons is like adding spice,
just think of a snowflake as something nice.
All the mosquitos have frozen to death,
and life gets swathed in a snowy duvet.
Winter entices with a frosty breath,
enjoy Her; don't think of Her as a threat.
Indulge in all the Winter you can get,
there is more to life than the internet.
Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter are real
gifts of Nature, designed to make us feel.
(Urban Sonnet)
10/20/2018
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018
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