We learn about life
From birds, nesting in tree tops,
And the song of the wind
As it plays through the leaves.
We watch all the changes
From season to season
That enrich and colour our days.
We learn from the programs
Of myriad creatures
Crawling or flying,
Coloured or plain,
From fish as they spawn
Or bees as they swarm
All telling it simply…
The Story of Life.
© Patricia Lamont
This poem reminds, me of the big old bear that pulled the branches off my new little fig tree to eat the handful of fruit I was treasuring, my apple trees flatted to the ground, plumbs gone.
Ah nature…I must think of your poem and the sweeter side of life.