Nature's Child

by Karen R. Springer

Blue herons fly on witches' wings;

The Egret, on angel's feathers.

The black, the white/the day the night

Who is to say one is better?

I live my life in sunshine;

Fight hard for every ray.

I walk the straight and narrow;

But sometimes I lose my way.

I ride the high, wide rainbow

Am struck by lightening bolts.

I wonder at the thunder;

Wild-eyed like a colt.

I am a springtime spirit

Locked fast in winter's frost.

I fight it though I fear it

To be warm again at any cost.

For I live my life in sunshine

Will not wallow in the dark.

To be and do 'til it's been and done.

I will have left my mark.

© Karen R. Springer