Old

Old

A Poem by Trevor McLeod
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What nature does for us.

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Green Trees to calm our nerves
Fresh Air to soothe our lungs
Dampness to cool our heads
and Comfort to fuel our tongues

Branches to free our notions
and Storm Clouds to feed our soul
Black Rain to fill us up again
and Raped Wind to make us whole

Rock Skins to hold us down again
and Fat Moss to make us fold
Brown Twigs to make us rest again
and that means were getting old

© 2022 Trevor McLeod


Author's Note

Trevor McLeod
How nature nourishes us.

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Added on February 19, 2022
Last Updated on February 19, 2022
Tags: age, old, nature