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Nature’s Serenade

Updated on October 22, 2016
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I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I live in the suburbs of Riga, Latvia with my hubby, Martin & cat, Sid.

Let’s walk through flowery meadows,

while we can enjoy the warmth of the sun.

Let’s see nature at play -

while everything about us blossoms and grows.


Let’s look at the lovely butterflies

and the fat honeybees.

Suckling at the meadow flowers

and feel the warm breezes.


Nature is such a simple thing,

it has no restrictions.

It knows when to change

and offers its own beauty.


Soon you and I,

will be walking these meadows

and they will be different,

there’ll be a fall color to them.


Then we’ll look up at the sky,

where birds will be flying up high.

We’ll hear the honks of geese,

as they wing their way to the south.


The meadow will still be a meadow,

but now it will offer us,

colorful leaves blown from the trees

and cold winds will whirl about us.


Then we can go into the forest,

to take a look at what nature has provided.

There’ll be mushrooms growing,

underneath tall pine trees.


It will all come with no surprise,

there is a kind of magic,

in the nature surrounding us

and it quickly changes the scheme of things.


We’ll return to the meadow,

when it rests in winter’s frozen splendor

and there we will wander,

dreaming of when spring will come again.

© 2016 Gypsy Rose Lee

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 9 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Glad you enjoyed this Shauna. All the leaves have now blown from the trees and the first snowfall is melting away for now.

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      Shauna L Bowling 9 months ago from Central Florida

      I've enjoyed this walk in the meadow, Rasma. I can hear the leaves crunching under my feet as I watch the birds soar through the sunlit trees.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 9 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Thank you Patricia. Blessings to you.

      Fall is most colorful and most imspirational FlourishAnyway

      Thank you MizBejabbers. My autumn is in Riga, Latvia and tomorrow they are already promising snow.

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      MizBejabbers 9 months ago

      Very nice poem. with great visuals, especially the fat honeybees. Fall has never been my favorite time of year because I knew that Ole Man Winter wasn't far behind, but this summer was so hot that I'm looking forward to the falling leaves and brisk air. Where is it, by the way? It's still in the 80s here in the South.

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      FlourishAnyway 9 months ago from USA

      This was very serene. Fall is my favorite time of year. Or is it Spring?

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      Patricia Scott 9 months ago from sunny Florida

      Lovely....and so a favorite season.....we have had a ghastly hot summer so the cool mornings we are just experiencing are divine.....

      Angels are once again on the way to you ps.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 9 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      You welcome Chris.

      Thank you Manatita. The picture is of the changing fall colors in our area.

      Thank you Jodah.

      Thank you Whonu.

      That is the problem Bill - first we can delight in colorful autumn and then we have to get through the ice and snow of winter.

      You welcome Randi.

      You welcome William.

      You welcome Ruby.

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 9 months ago from Southern Illinois

      Your poetry somehow makes winter somewhat friendlier and not dreaded so much. Thank you for that..

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      William Kovacic 9 months ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

      Beautiful piece, Rasma. You just described Pennsylvania this time of year. But the season is so short. We're already feeling the cold and damp of winter beginning to set in. thanks for your wonderful poem.

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      Randi Benlulu 9 months ago from Mesa, AZ

      Lovely words for a Sunday morning! Now I really want to get out and enjoy this beautiful day! Thank you!

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      Bill Holland 9 months ago from Olympia, WA

      I'm already wishing and dreaming of spring. I sense a long, cold winter a'comin', and I'm not happy about it. :)

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      whonunuwho 9 months ago from United States

      Thank you so much for sharing this beautiful work my friend. Well done and truly representative of the season. whonu

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      John Hansen 9 months ago from Queensland Australia

      Another delightful poem by you, Rasma. I love nature in all its glory and your descriptions were perfect. John Denver was just icing on the cake. Well done.

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      manatita44 9 months ago from london

      A very beautiful Soul, John Denver; a great voice and a sublime song. Before I forget, your man Bob Dylon got the Nobel Peace Prize for Literature, I believe, not so long after you gave him credit. Awesome!

      I hear that he does not seem too chuffed and that the Committee are having a hard time reaching him. Funny.

      A great poem and seasonal in colours. Just today I was asking myself why only overhanging vines and certain types of trees look so beautiful; so magenta-rosy. I saw some really stunning vines here in London and also near the river in Heidleberg. Inspirational! I actually still have that poem I wrote there yet to Publish.

      Pretty picture, 'sunny' and 'smiling' poetry. (my creations) lol. Much Love, Rasma.

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      Chris Mills 9 months ago from St. Louis, MO until the end of June, 2017

      Autumn is my favorite time of year for all the reasons you have mentioned. Thanks for reminding me to look up and around.