and grow, also a season to wilt fade and bend.
Then come around to be happy again.
So grow the seeds of a family
with seasons of change, All the same desire
and will to live.
you don't always know how to weather lifes storms;
Afraid of just how much to give.
Yet with hard winds we must all
learn to bend, or stand alone - tall with pride
and from tornadoes of life unable to hide.
Nature shows us a better chance to continue
happily this life long dance.
As the roots take care one to another,
such is a new babe in the arms of its mother.
Possibilities endless if we truly believe;
life as beautiful and happy as
God intended nature to be.
This is Nature, The Circle of Life.
Author notes
Ah, i know syrup sweet crap... lol
well, This is why.......
* This Poem is Dedicated to My *Baby* ~ "Rocky", He was my Cockateil~ Beautiful & very smart..... I miss the way he would start Whistling First thing in the Morning & say~"Let me out", or Momma*.. He'd sit on my shoulder most of the Day,Nuzzlling my cheek Saying "Pet me" & giving me kisses. He was Spoiled Rotten.. lol~ Whats Funny is that he was A bird & couldn't Fly straight for nothing, he'd go in Circles & end up Smacking into a wall or Picture...lol* ~ Whats *Sad~ is that the *Vets office didn't* clip His Wings Properly, he got out & I Lost him. I was Heart broken & Furious, I couldn't get anyone to help me try to find him.
Thats been right at A year ago now & I still miss him terribly.
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This is beautiful, and though you have entered it in my dog Buddy's contest, I have had the exact same thing happen. My small little parakeet, Baby, somehow got out too. It has only been a month, and we keep looking. We miss her terribly too.
She would eat with my grandfather, watch my grandmother do house work while riding on her shoulder, and listen to music with me. No one really knows how attatched to a bird you can get, until you've had and loved one. I am so sorry for your terrible loss, as I know it hurts. Thanks for entering this and good luck.

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great for the season
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Be as the wind blows with all of thy might! And to hell with the consequence.
How can you be anything other then what you are? And what nature made you to be.
Never hide the gift of you, no matter what pain or damage of storm within your heart that it may bring to others.Always ALWAYS! Be you.

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Great poem for spring.
"Yet with hard winds we must all
learn to bend, or stand alone - tall with pride"
I really like your phrasing.
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Very Good
I love this poem. It really hits home because of everything that I am going through in my life right at this moment and I do not have to put into words what I am going through because you know part of the termorel that I am going through in my life. I love you and the kids.

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Very good
Beautiful thought put into beautiful words.....thank you for sharing -
Thanks for the comments,
glad ya liked it. Hope someday people
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i like how you used nature in this poem with much description. this is a great piece of work and has a great flow. brilliant work
thank you for entering
laurax -
Great
I like this sis.
It's a great write, you need to put more of your work on here. Keep the words and magic flowing. Good luck
love ya









