She once said
It’s a glad to be alive day
I know what she meant
Today with blue skies
Warm air and gentle breeze
Birds joyfully twittering in the trees
Beckoning the world to arise
To see the wonder of a bright new day
All this to the musical score
Of the leaves softly rustling
An owl hooting along to the melody
Of this natural remedy
To life’s stresses and strains
I know what she meant
When she tried to convey
The euphoria of it being
A glad to be alive day.
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Author:
The Retired Bloke (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Reflection of a beautiful day.
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Comments2
Beautiful metaphors. Very nice poem!!
Thank you Christina.
Very good write and so true. Being with the sights and sounds of nature is wondrous.
Thank you. Yes being out with nature is a great healer.
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