Nature And Feelings

• Cassandra Brudenell, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2007

Sitting on this deck on a block of hay what can I say.
So many feelings I have to embrace.
The cold air makes me feel safe, I look out into the dam and say what a beautiful picture that I should frame.
God's artwork is this Earth we only live once.
The leaves on trees move and so do I.
I stare at the sky and glance at the sun making a wish.
I close my eyes smelling the fresh air.
I freeze to the sound of birds tweeting.
I jump from the buzzing of a bee.
It is one of the things I can see.
I start to move my mouth and I whistle along with the birds and I move around and dance.
I can see the clouds getting darker.
I hear the sound of thunder and run inside from the hail.
I go inside and it feels like jail.
Why does the beauty end here, it's just like life it has to end sometime.