The Kindly Earth
I am my own OC. I will keep track of my life. These may be news, or they may be venting. I need somewhere to write the truth of my heart. Probably it won't interest you.
Some of it will be fictional. I'm my own write-in OC.
I'm somewhat troubled...
if by somewhat I mean massively.
The kindly earth prepares a home for me
A pleasant home, so soft, with fragrant air!
I nurtured plants and loved my pets, I know
And kept the public lands of litter free--
Perhaps that's why the earth is kind to me.
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Shall I commune with nature, settling here
Among the flowers, by the running brook?
Reclining on the mossy bank, I breathe
In calmness and in peace. I have no fear
Oh, rest and restoration fill me here.
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And as I gaze at sunlight through the leaves,
I let my thoughts stroll through my recent days.
I see the ones who left me passing by
I see my errors floating. No one grieves
They fall in silence, like the autumn leaves.
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I'll live in comfort, resting for a while
Regathering my inner strength, and when
I'm full and confident (such is my hope),
I'll stand and stretch my limbs, and I will smile
I'll love myself again; it's been a long, long while.
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ElshaHawk LoA
This is a beautiful place to recharge.