LOVE OF NATURE Poem by Peter van Lier

LOVE OF NATURE



Nonchalantly I walk among some trees. Naturally with
hands behind my back.
From time to time bird song carries to me.
Then I myself whistle a popular tune, despite
my sombre look.

In late autumn leaves are fallen and brown
and wet with sand.
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A walk though never lasts all that long
for I am a lover of nature.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 02 October 2018

Well thought out and nicely penned with insight. Thanks for sharing Peter.

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