Nature`s Child Poem by James Mcqueen Williams

When I was born, Mother nature cradled me in her arms, She walked with me as a child in the soft, fertile fields of spring, She opened my eyes to the splendor of the world in rebirth; the nesting birds, the new growth from the ground, the animals scurrying in the rustling leaves going about that which God has appointed them, I grew as a man to befriend these things, And mother nature smiled upon me, She softly touched my cheek with the warm summer breeze, I communed with the spirits of nature, In the night, watching the firelight dance on the water moving lazily down the Cape Fear, Making its eternal way, To the sea. As I approach the autumn of my life, Mother nature tires of her long day`s work, And she rests in the cold winds of winter, I walk the frozen fields and reflect, On the year passed, With a fire in my heart, Longing for spring to come again, To feel my mother`s warm embrace, But if I die before that time has come, I will join my sleeping mother, In the ground, And I know my spirit will take its place among, The warm rains and gentle breezes, After the last frost is gone, And I will spend eternity cradled in, My mother`s arms again.