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NATURE'S WONDER

(c) 2018 Edward York.

 

The wonder that is nature,

Always brightens up my day,

Watching a caterpillar's cocoon convert,

To butterfly wings on display.

 

The salmon doesn't study,

It doesn't dare to dream,

Instinct gives it the desire to spawn,

Even as death waits for it upstream.

 

A dog can track a opossum,

And make it climb a tree.

He can also pick up a fallen bird,

And bring it back to me.

 

 Instinct is the thing that drives them,

In their quest to find a mate.

They seem to get together,

Without a single date.

 

They build homes with no book to guide them,

Or YouTube to show what's best.

No tips are given to lay their eggs,

In the safety of a nest.

 

They are always aware of danger,

They don't worry about how they dress.

They can fly south for the winter,

Without the need of a GPS.

 

Their skills all seem to suit them,

As they go about each task.

They work non-stop on what is needed,

And no one even has to ask.

Comments4

  • Fay Slimm.

    Yes such is the value of nature to us humans and your lovely poem brings together the reasons we need to look and learn more. A delightful read Edward.

    • lasergraph

      So much to learn, we have just broke the surface I think.

    • Christina8

      This is an excellent read, laser! Maybe us humans can be a little less reliant on those things too.

      • lasergraph

        We are too busy with our head fixed on a tiny screen to see what nature has to offer.

      • Goldfinch60

        So very true Edward, nature does not need Google.

        • lasergraph

          Google is too embedded in our lives. We need to start a freedom from Google movement.

        • orchidee

          A fine write laser. Erm, yes, I've never seen an animal sitting at a computer either!

          • lasergraph

            Perhaps they keep them hidden at home. 🙂

            • orchidee

              Yes, they come out at night and sue the computer while we're asleep! lol.



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