Mother Earth's Little Pink Perf
Where flow the rivers and streams the clearest?
Where grow the cornfields and back yards the deerest?
Where can one tangle the best fishing line yet?
On the small and the mighty Great Lakes.?
When do we listen for the wild mallard's call?
When are the red maples the prettiest of all?
Who coaxes the crocus to smile in the spring?
Who teaches the hip-hopping robins to sing?
What makes the wind-chimes the best music of all?
And what makes the queen change her costumes in fall?
What are the reflections on Padderson's Pond?
Behind those blue skies, what lives hither and yond?
Where are the buggy tracks down on the farm?
Where small town and village are chuck full of charm.
Where does a flute bring a song from a distance?
Reminding two people of each other's existence.
I am a friend of old Mother Earth,
I enjoy making others more aware of her worth.
This has been true since the day of my birth,
When I was a satiny little pink perf.
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