Natural Nature Needs
There are gray skies north to south
Fertile new world land needing a water spout
Before the purple mountain majesty time
There is a yellow shine
Beautiful blue the sky chimes
But when the moon takes control
Everything is black as coal
Unless there is stars that glitter
A small glow fitter
Making the attempt to brighten a galaxy dark and bitter
Every day a blazing ball goes around
Visiting each city and small town
Giving light that is bright
Defending its space right
Against storm clouds looking for a fight
Sometime when the breeze plays tough
Seas are choppy and rough
Not wanting a placid scene
Only a violent oceanic slamming scream
To the sand it does pound
Nature’s reality’s soothing sound
Challenging the surf
On its angry turf
A lady with a board
Discounted inside the boutique store
Just another meeting
Stronger than a biblical reading
Communicating with a curly wake
Being honest not fake
When things simmer down
To calm water on the ground
Tomorrow is forecasted a nice day
At the beach she will stay
Listening to the tranquil tide tease
Allowing the sun to do what it please
Making her golden brown
Creating an image where love can be found
And eventually will wear a white wedding gown
To be sent off in loving bliss
Having one last wish
A fluffy towel and a good luck kiss
Copyright © Marc O'Brien | Year Posted 2020
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