Money plant
Green leaves
of money plant gleamed
Looked up, silently said,
“I am happy to be cared for,
Thank you"
Now see
How fresh I look!
No wilted feel I get!
I shine with the bright sun each day
Thank you
Rose flower
Feel me
But touch me not
See my glowing color
Call me by any other name?
No way!
River
I flow
Don’t burden me
Gurgling, bouncing, playing
Drink of me down stream, clear, I go
Let me!
Forest
Forest
White frosted trees
Welcome the fading year
November is now here to chill
Enjoy
Earth
Planet
Live happily
Take care, be safe, stay fit
Conservation the only way
To be
healing consciousness of Nature as against encroaching concrete structures…
I hope we heed the warning…for the sake of all the children of the Earth…
A beautiful poem Roseline that reminds us of the fragility of our fragile planet…
Love, Diana…🍃
Your poem deserves wider readership because it simply points out that nature knows best.
I do applaud India for trying to increase habitat, and all the greenery that is involved for the tiger and wild elephant so they will forever continue and maybe bring back, the lion.
Ron
Regis. 🙏🌳💚🌲🌎🐘🦋