Nature and Me

In a beautiful springtime cocklight I woke up into a sweet daydream Damsel of God dancing in delight Staging her grace, an elegant theme. I was called to hug her in love And showered with her aspergillum Then a soft breeze to give a shove Urging me to dance with the rhythm. In a gasconade greenish dress Painted in flowers and flying birds Her ups and downs are in depress She a beauty, waiting to embrace. Out of the blue, woke from my dream I saw my sweetheart sprawling naked Her dress was torn and stolen in a gleam By a group of lusty crooked. They cut her ornaments – trees and meadows Her flowers vanished and so the birds She laid as a desert weeping endless Her tears dried up and so the lakes Fallen on knees I cried with her Nature and me, ready to revive A piece of cloth gone from the attire To be returned, for us to survive. Submitted on December 16, 2019, for STRAND SPECIAL 3 ,any form ,any theme Poetry Contest sponsored by Brian Strand