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Is It Poetry

(1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

' 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.

Submitted: Sunday, July 07, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 08, 2013

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  • Roseann Shawiak (1/5/2014 4:07:00 PM)

    Great poem. Reminds me of the good times I had playing in nature's playground.
    Thank you for sharing and giving good memories a chance to live again.
    RoseAnn (Report) Reply

  • Ken E Hall (7/16/2013 2:02:00 AM)

    Perfect little nature poem as children swing in the breeze a lot is said in few words in what we have all experienced as a child...regards (Report) Reply

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