Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 23, 2016

37. Precious Time.~by Mykal Osie


 

 

37. Precious Time.

The flow of a stream
A trickle
Tender and soft
Constant.

Moss covered trees
Beautiful fern leaves
Nature’s fragrance
So fresh So clean.

On the moist ground
Insects scurry about
Lives acting out
For survival.

The early morning call
Birdsong at dawn
Dew on the ground
The day rises.

Later at noon
From the path we hew
We continue
To our day’s reward.

We’ll stay a while
Enjoy this time
Place filled with sounds
Nature’s all around

Time spent here
Just precious.


Responses

  1. What a neat poem about your walk.

  2. Loving your poem my brother! Blessings!


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