A Song Of Life Poem by Francis Duggan

The tiny seed placed in the ground in fifty years or so
Will rise above all others and to a giant tree grow
And the seeds she sheds in Autumn germinate on the ground
And her children are the saplings that grow nearby around.

Down through the years the Nature poets the songs of life have sung
And the bird to keep her genes alive has hatched to life her young
And the hands of time keep turning and the people come and go
And the more we seem to learn from life the less we know we know.

The blackbird sings his song of life all through the weeks of Spring
In his acre on bush and tree you hear him pipe and sing
It might be wrong just to presume he sings a song of joy
When more than likely it's his warning to the male blackbirds nearby.

All things that breathe on Planet Earth have a song of life to sing
From the great whales of the oceans to the skylark on the wing
And all animals and birds and bees in song communicate
And humans sing when they are sad and when they celebrate