Letting Nature Speak 




Nature has so much to say 
Unless my words get in the way
But not today, I'm focused -See? 
To let Earth speak poetically

I've yet to rhyme of any season 
Not quite sure I have a reason
Other than I haven't tried 
Oi! That just shows my lazy side

And that's a truth you musn't see
So that excuse won't work for me
Perhaps I'll blame it on my muse
Or choices make it hard to choose

I'm going to choose the choices thing
To see what looks that it might bring
So, summer, winter, spring or fall?
Oh, what the hell I'll do them all

Summer time I have to say
Is hot and stupid every day
Autumn is my favorite one
Turning trees, now that one's done 

Winter is a time to chill 
Spring can sing and probably will 
So there's my nature poetry
Now finally let's get back to me