Watching Mother Nature Play Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Walking down pathways of life, being fulfilled through details
of nature, enjoying it's wonder and awe existing in this world.

Able to write about it in many poems, watching Mother Nature at
play, having fun seeing wind blowing trees, flowers, leaves,
teasing everything.

Being playful only until storms come around, tearing trees and
plants, flowers, leaves from their centers and throwing them
all around.

Causing untold damage in nature's playground, yet when calm and
still, enjoying the peace it brings to this poetical mind, lov-
ing to feel it's soothing intellect from the inside out.