I feel so fortunate to have so much of nature’s treasures not far from my front.  Two metro parks are a short drive away, and their endless song always beckons me to return.  The photos used with this poem were taken in central Ohio at various times of the year.

Nature will never sing the blues

Her beauty sends out blessed clues

Walking with her in tranquil woods

Sharing her soul, always feels good

Moments cherished, singing with joy

Her spirit brings much to enjoy

Spending endless hours in her care

Filling with melodies to share

Life’s journey follows nature’s tune

Her endless smile reaches the moon

Smelling the essence of tall pines

Tasting better than vineyard’s wines

Cycle of living never fades

Nature coyly playing charades

Changing seasons bring new décor

Hearing symphonies, voices soar

Autumn sets up winter’s game plan

Spring fading into summer’s tan

Composing its endless, ageless song

Hearing nature, singing along