Tasha Young

Rookie - 0 Points (5/7/1993 / Dubuque Iowa)

The Message - Poem by Tasha Young

Quietness no sounds in the distance except natural nature.
Mother earth speaking now and I sit and listen to everything she has to say every word every detail.
As I look out at the ocean I enjoy her putting on a display.
Lightning bolts dance in pairs dancing to the rhythm of thunder in the air.
The dance ended the music stop the clouds open up and show numerous beautiful lights.
I lay on the beautiful green grass, and look up at the twinkling sky.
Deer’s, rabbits, frogs, fox’s, and fire-flies come out and enjoy the beautiful night.
The deer’s frolic through the trees, the rabbits are eating.
The message I have listen, and embraced her beauty while learning many lessons that she has observed.
The troubles and problems that we have gained over the year and the solutions she has discovered that will to the way we were times ago.
I will do what she has taught me, and get people involved.
And together we will make the world a better place and a greener one too.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 28, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, September 30, 2013

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