In my younger and more vulnerable years,
I’ve already been moved by magic in nature that brings forth cheers:
Open your eyes,
You will see nature as a wizard in disguise:
Bean sprouts pop out from buried seeds,
Overcoming the barriers set by nasty weeds;
Birds’ singing echoes near a nest,
Wishing new births the best;
Pink blossoms are all over boughs,
Oxes in the field proudly pull their plows;
Shadows dance on the tree house where kids played,
Kittens nap under the willow tree’s shade;
Snow is gone,
The earth is brown and young;
Spring breeze tickles your ears,
Valentine love is of bright ideas!
Nature is magical,
Wonders and wizardry come as a miracle.
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loveliest of tomato vines, the fruit now
is hung with green leaves along the bough,
and elegantly stand week after week,
in the backyard of Berry creek.
Remembering the tiny happenings in bloom
in summer’s delightful garden room,
Reminding me of forty-five summer’s talent show
until each leaf turns brown in snow.