The water is cold but her fur is warm,
A cozy blanket I nuzzle in with my sister and brother.
As we watch the fireflies begin to swarm,
Safe from danger, on the back of our mother.
The firefly's glow like thousands of stars,
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Two piglets out together, walking side by side,
Pressing snuggly wuggly, in wonder big eyed,
On the first stroll, brother and sister sunshine,
As blue birds prance and sing, in green pines.
Senses soon ravished, by the tales of the new,
Like a thrill of thick grass, under skies so blue,
Wandering in wonder, a time made for playing,
When orange sun's vivid, and is always staying.
I lived on a rolling green farm, and I had a love of astronomy;
And peered at skies of sleepless nighttime, so vast and starry.
It had for long been my hobby, and I had a powerful telescope,
As gold days look to onyx darkness, while they go up in smoke.
Besides being extremely edifying, stargazing was plenty of fun,
As the fun nouveau coral dawns, emerging in unique versions.
I enjoyed quiet life on the farm, as much as I loved my hobby,
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Eagles soaring high, appreciating the beauty below from the sky like no one else can see, marveling at all of it's scenic tranquility.
Rolling hills, rippling lakes, the peak of autumn colors amongst the towering trees creates a sense of security. A cascading waterfall along a jagged cliff causes a serene mist as it descends into the smooth shoreline. Babbling brooks twist and turn winding up and down around the rolling ground. Morning wakes and sprinkles the foliage with dew to make it fresh. The woods are revived again to greet their guests.
( option. Line.. the trees spread their branches for their guest)
The sweet scent of freedom is in the air, the animals live here without a care. Hearing them talking in their own unique languages, that only they can understand, their special bond is far above the intelligence of man.
Owls screeching, wolves howling in synchronicity, patter of critter's paws, quips and squawks from hawks are heard throughout the land along the rustling of falling leaves. The soft flutter of birds wings, listen closely and hear the songs they sing,
Cubs in their dens, the morning sunlight awakens them. Hidden eyes observing from afar, watching their intriguing world wander around.
As the sun sets, the air chills, the wind may blow, but no one will know until they feel it stir, some animals rest other rise, night time is when many of them come alive.
A golden sunset casts a glow, A slivery moon shimmers on a lake and presents an aura of calmness. The quietness of the woods instills a sense of peacefulness to all that live there.
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Eve of His Reign
facing the sunset
the lion king's on his hill
standing fierce and strong
Swans Drifting Away
a flock of mute swans
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Sunflower Meadows was a place of mystical beauty, green and abloom.
That's where seven-year-old Ava lived, like laughter and spicy perfume.
Ava lived with her parents and three siblings, like stars dance together;
And she loved golden, nursery rhymes, like sunshine, carnival pleasure.
Their farm was small but busy, and all of the family had sundry chores.
Ava collected eggs and fed poultry, eating and picking berries, outdoors.
Faint flurries of wind cooled afternoon, and family came, in floppy hats;
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The water is cold but her fur is warm,
A cozy blanket I nuzzle in with my sister and brother.
As we watch the fireflies begin to swarm,
Safe from danger, on the back of our mother.
The firefly's glow like thousands of stars,
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In a world where paws and whiskers meet,
a dance of rivalry,soft yet fleet.
The cat glides by with haughty grace,
the dog bounds forth to start the chase.
A hiss, a bark, awary stare,
yet both know friendship lingers there.
Through rain and sun, in fur and claw,
they play, they pause,they share it all.
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Vivacious, young Adele was quite popular, for she had lots of friends;
Like night's affinity with creamy stars, of joyful glitter that never ends.
She was a professional pet sitter, doing so for her chums sometimes,
Like the chills that one may feel, at seeing summer lemons and limes.
Adele had long loved animals, and had a friend with an unusual pet,
That she cared for often, before burgundy and maroon wowed sunset.
Friends feelingly met her on doorsteps, with fuchsia flowers at her feet,
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These are poems about animals and nature...
The Arrival of the Sea Lions
by Michael R. Burch
The sound
of hounds
resounds in the sound.
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