Nature Of Self Poem by Nika McGuin

Nature Of Self

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peculiar weather we're having

the sky is a faded dreary blue
the trees seem to weep, though willow-less
the wind gives a series of ghastly low moans
the clouds all shed salty sprinkled tears

and at first I let myself be taken with it
feeling sympathetic of natures woes

but alas, it was against my nature

Saturday, March 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: weather
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
In a nutshell, don't let your mood be ruined by others.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 18 March 2015

You have a gift Nika. Don't ever let the words boss you! : -)

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