I First Grew To Love Nature Poem, by duggantherhymer, at My poetic side

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.

I First Grew To Love Nature