Close To Home

by Walter   Nov 24, 2021

And there she lay upon the hill
Her slope so green and thicker still
A running river by the side
Flowing valleys gently guide

Gum trees with their trunks so tall
Native shrubs lay on the floor
Their roots beneath the soil brace
Holding everything in place

A steep slope down to the bed
A still lake formed from watersheds
Filled with raindrops crystal clear
Reflected beauty that appears

The air so fresh it fills my lungs
Its fragrance sensed with my tongue
Flowers pollinate from the bees
And perfume lingers in the breeze

This hidden treasure, my escape
To hide from all of life's red tape
I feel so sorry for man one day
Because soon he'll take this all away


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  • 1 week ago

    by Meena Krish

    Nature gives without asking for anything in return but man kills her bit by bit tearing her apart .

    • 1 week ago

      by Walter

      Thanks Meena, I couldn't have said it better myself.

  • 1 week ago

    by Milly Hayward

    Natures gift is rapidly bring torn away so it's nice to get the chance to appreciate its beauty while we still can. A lovely and topical write. Milly x

    • 1 week ago

      by Walter

      Thank you Milly and so true what you say...still so glad I can appreciate it while close to home x

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