Mother Nature’s Sculpture
By Lord R.e. Taylor
Mother Nature lowered her finger
Touching the world
Making sculptures
Making sure that they are safe
Until Spring too soon returns
And, sadly, it reclaims the world again
© Poem – XI/XXVIII/MMXXI
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