Oh Mother Earth where is your charm
That beauty we’re depending on
Falling snow and icicle balm
Creating scenes to wish upon.
While winter frost that melts in spring
Uncovers nature’s blossoming
So like a dream meandering
Will hear the forests gossiping !
Oh tiny chick safe in the nest
Your mama knows what is the best
As she secures you all around
While perking up at each new sound
Then darting off to find a feast
To feed her brood before release,
Oh little bird how will you fare
When your mama’s no longer there ?
There’s an old rocking chair I do recall
Remembrance of days when I was so small
While my nana cuddled and held me tight
If I was tired and lost or full of fright.
As we rocked away in that wornout chair
With many a ride we’d places to share
I believe each child is entitled to
A view of the world from a lap or two,
I pray each gets the opportunity
To bond with someone as special as she !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 