Pink green hued leavesSpring forth from nature's lungsSunlight dappled through each
Fruitful laden twigs and branches wooden tonguesStippling all in warmth of golden glowWherein upon through the miracle Of photosynthesis their miracles do flowThey perpetuate incessantly
Through each season to growBlessing the planet year on yearTheir brilliant colours splaying Their ambiance ever aglowWhilst freshening and cleaning
Earth's air oxygen arrayingTheir searching tentacle roots
Burrow deep underground Hidden by darkness and cold Ever there... burgeoning and oldHow fortunate mankind to have their shade aloft Amid the wide open meadows fields and croftsTheir ever present calmThe true friends of our earthBy which humans are encircled Protected by their life giving breathing and enveloping arms...
Mamma Gia's nature sheilding her children matriarchally
Copyright Natasha Anne Kelleher 1st March 2020 All Rights Reserved Photograph by Natasha Anne Kelleher
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