Is It Poetry

Silver Star - 3,984 Points (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

' Nature ' Is What We See - Poem by Is It Poetry

Playing children climbing tree's.
Nature is what we see.
As children need their mother's love.
And flying bumble bees.

Babbling brooks and winding streams.
Nature is what we see.
Long rope swings that carry out.
All children as they dream.


Comments about ' Nature ' Is What We See by Is It Poetry

  • Gold Star - 20,149 Points Roseann Shawiak (1/5/2014 4:07:00 PM)

    Great poem. Reminds me of the good times I had playing in nature's playground.
    Thank you for sharing and giving good memories a chance to live again.
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  • Gold Star - 9,891 Points Heather Wilkins (7/16/2013 7:13:00 PM)

    nice nature poem. babbling brooks and winding streams nature is what we see. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,123 Points Ken E Hall (7/16/2013 2:02:00 AM)

    Perfect little nature poem as children swing in the breeze a lot is said in few words in what we have all experienced as a child...regards (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 7, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, July 8, 2013


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