I First Grew To Love Nature

duggantherhymer

I first grew to love Nature in fields far away
Far north of where i am ageing today
Long before my life's journey brought me far south
Of the fields of the badger and waterways of the brown trout
Where i used to daydream that i would be a poet
A writer well worthy of literary note
But daydreams as is said for so few come true
And fame as a writer in life not my due
Here in the coastal lands of the Peek Wurrong
I wake every day to the magpie's warbling song
Where mine to many is a stranger's face
I feel lucky to be ageing in such a beautiful place
Of natural beauty that lives on in time
That never does fail to inspire me to rhyme.
  • Author: duggantherhymer (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 21st, 2023 04:57
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  • 2781

    Poetry is a vocation, good to hear your still in business.



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