Oh, how the dandelions that taught me to let go;
And how the great old trees that taught me to grow.
And pesky weeds that taught me life finds a way;
And the flowers that whispered, "You'll bloom one day".
And the beah that told me to be calm like the ocean;
and the ocean that told me to be wild like the waves.
And the clouds that let me rest in their fantasies;
Or the stars that guided me with their legacy.
And the autumn trees that taught me change is good;
Or the dead dried leaves who told me change isn't easy
Like Fireflies that told me, "you're never too small,"
Or the great mountains that taught me to stand tall
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Author:
Sylva (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Mother earth carved these lessons for us, if only all had the heart to see
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Comments2
A very nice poem of how each thing can teach us something. Well written and a fave
A lovely write highlighting we have so much out there too learn from if only we opened our eyes, enjoyed the read
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