NATURE'S TAPESTRY - A SONNET

Proud we are of our existence, lineage

Tracing back three to four generations

Proud we are of our outsourced camouflage

our minor victories, our achievements

Preen we do with our vagrant excesses, 

our mail order plumage, flourishing mane

Preen we do with colourful disguises, 

material hoarding, feeding our vain

Learn we must from the unselfish highland

Silently standing and watching our earth

Learn we must from the tall Aspen blush fanned

by winter wind chilling spawning rebirth

Small am I, surrounded by majesty

Spellbound am I by Nature's tapestry