My Other Teacher Poem by Curtis Johnson

My Other Teacher



My Other Teacher
By Curtis Johnson

Nature ever thrives to reach.
She never fails to teach.

Sometimes the lessons flow
to the shores from the beach.

She sings, she prays, and often screens
ever so loudly from the deep.
. She will shake, shock, and rock
the very foundation of my feet.
She often wrecks havoc and makes us weep.
. But without her, who bares the rod of shepherds, we would go astray like sheep
cj07252015

Saturday, July 25, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: lessons of life,nature,teacher
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