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2007-01-31 09:23:36 · 1 answers · asked by Anonymous in Education & Reference Homework Help

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Nature, the gentlest mother,
Impatient of no child,
The feeblest or the waywardest,
Her admonition mild

In forest and the hill
By traveller is heard,
Restraining rampant squirrel
Or too impetuous bird.

How fair her conversation,
A summer afternoon,--
Her household, her assembly;
And when the sun goes down

Her voice among the aisles
Incites the timid prayer
Of the minutest cricket,
The most unworthy flower.

When all the children sleep
She turns as long away
As will suffice to light her lamps;
Then, bending from the sky

With infinite affection
And infiniter care,
Her golden finger on her lip,
Wills silence everywhere.



Mother Nature


Complexities and curves ebb and flow like the ocean,
Linking women with nature in one smooth, sexy motion.
This feminised beauty of the world in which I live,
With her rounded mountains, she has so much to give;
Exotic fruits and changeable weather,
She entices me in to explore and endeavor.

But alone in my bed, it feels like nature is dead.
All I hold onto is a vision in my head;
Her golden hair and her eyes of blue,
I realise I see an image of you.






Change of Seasons


The Summer season gradually fades away,
Nature's way of bidding a humble farewell to all.
A change is seen as the leaves fade in unison
As the beautiful Autumn season comes to call.

September - the sounds in the garden are quiet now,
The song birds are no longer to be found.
Flying high up in the cloudy sky,
Many feathered friends are southward bound.

October - the trees are covered with tantalizing colors
Of red and gold and yellow and even brown,
And crimson, too, in a multitude of fashion
The leaves come wafting down.

November - fringed with frost and nippy cold,
The fading days of Autumn are everywhere.
A quiet state of melancholy days
With signs of a changing season in the air.

December - All of a sudden the winds of winter blow,
The falling snow begins to pile high.
We are delighted for the bounty Autumn has provided




MOTHER NATURE
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Hi, I am Mother Nature
Keep me intact for your future

My trees are a pleasant scene
And a hot spot for a picnic
They are as charming as gold
Luckily they don’t catch a cold

My colourful blossoms
Are really awesome
My magical herbs are so healthy
That it makes your inner strength wealthy

I have gorgeous humming birds
Who love to chirp some words
They fly freely on air
But never build nests on trees that are bare

My tricky cats
Hunt for rats
And my threatening bears
Are real scares

My cute, cuddly dogs
Can sometimes become as mean as hogs
But they are all my creations
With different durations

So keep in mind
Not to destroy my find

2007-01-31 09:33:46 · answer #1 · answered by ♥!BabyDoLL!♥ 5 · 0 0

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