Jim Yerman Poet Rhyme

The Language of Romance the Sequel

Yesterday, on my morning walk, 
(as usual…this happens by chance) 
I wrote a poem about nature…
and her language of romance.

It was a short poem that I finished early…
(I don’t mean to gloat)
so I took the time left walking 
to read the words I wrote.

I wrote about the birds in the sky 
and the creatures that inhabit the seas
I wrote about the flowers and the mountains…
the rivers and the trees.

I originally only mentioned the wind 
and the messages all of the above contain…
but when I reached the part about the wind…
out of nowhere it began to rain.

from the raindrops falling on my head…
I was able to ascertain
nature was trying to tell me something,,,
this was a message from the rain.

So I immediately added rain into my poem…
and, with part of my walk still remaining,
like magic…as quickly as it began…
it immediately stopped raining.

So it seems…even though I cannot speak the language of nature…
(which I consider a great loss)
sometimes nature finds a way…
to get her point across.

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