Nature Is What We See Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Nature Is What We See



Playing children climbing tree's.
Nature is what we see.
As children need their mother's love.
And flying bumble bees.

Babbling brooks and winding streams.
Nature is what we see.
Long rope swings that carry out.
All children as they dream.

Tuesday, September 17, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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