When Nature Awakes

The newest year is still a child

when frost clear air is turning mild.

Snow, it melts and leaves below

last year’s dirt and rests  to show.

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The sun gets warmer, gains in might,

sends its heat, its warmth and light.

soft blue sky and cotton clouds

make people smile; elicit the crowds.

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Leaves on trees peak out and show

some new and happy greens to grow.

Nature turns colorful, yellow, red, blue

it’s a miracle of renewal but that we knew.

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Birds twitter while feeding their brood

more and more people we find in good mood.

Young mammals are born, they make us all smile

It’s easy to stay and marvel for just a little while.

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Nature is great, frozen, when asleep

it can wake, it can die, it can smile and weep.

But most of all while through seasons we roam

Nature is cleaning our Earth and Home.

*****

(Copyright Aurora Jean Alexander, March 2017)

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Cute Gray Toy – A Riddle

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Picture courtesy of: http://questionmark.guide/


 

Cute and cuddly, with big tufts of hair

they are unique and they are rare.

Nocturnal animals they love to sleep

during the day, without a cheep.

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When night has come they go and hunt

But their prey don’t scream nor die nor grunt.

Once their hunting time is gone

They move back to sleep, their work is done.

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There in the trees they do need time

to relax, to digest or just to climb.

They communicate with lots of sound

A grunt, a bellow, when they’re up or on the ground.

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Their babies are born, no legs no fur

unable to see, to hear or to churr.

They finish development close to their Mom

very well hidden, where it’s cozy and calm.

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They are unique, their food and their way

it is upon us to make them stay.

If we don’t watch out and keep us linked

These poor little fellows will soon be extinct.

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They are cute, but are in grave danger

their habitat shrinks, and so does their manger.

Lots of them are killed by us,

by dogs, by cars or sometimes bus.

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We limit them in freedom in food and in life

it’s upon us to not make this a strife.

Keep this cute buddy with the tufts and gray hair

Of course I talk about the Koala Bear.

*****

 

(Copyright Aurora Jean Alexander, February 2017)


 

Tiny, Scary Species – A Riddle

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They’re smart and feel each other’s mood

part of their body, it is nude

They communicate by touch and sound

and strong they hold their family bound.

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They love to explore and love to taste

when they move, it looks like haste.

They stay quite close to their own home

It’s not their habit, far to roam.

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Their homes are clean and organized

areas for food and sleep are well devised.

They are great parents and love their kids

they’re not spoiled, they follow bids.

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They can jump from impressive heights

but small they are – beware their bites.

Their whiskers help to feel some change

in temperature, breeze and other range.

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As small they are, it’s hard to catch

we wouldn’t think they’re one good match

but please, believe me, hold your breath,

they scare an elephant to death!

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No war, no feud no arrogance

peaceful and tiny, they feed from plants.

But sadly they all, including brood

to many hunters, are just food.

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They might scare ladies up to a chair

they might cause screams and fearful stare

when they’re found in your honorable house

I think, you’ve guessed – I mean – the mouse!

*****

(Copyright: Aurora Jean Alexander, January 2017)

 

 

 

Dear Love

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It’s said, and that’s across the Earth

if you are nice from day of birth

’til adulthood and while you grew

don’t search for love ’cause it finds you.

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I’m just a little normal girl

helpful, sweet – almost a pearl;

and still, dear love, I won’t go fret

I’m fairly sure, we’ve never met!

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Sometimes I searched, but mostly not

I thought you’re there – but then I got

abuse, and use, and pain and lies

I had more downs than I had highs.

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I continue living, being good

be sweet and caring like I should.

Don’t know how long I still can cope

because I’m slowly losing hope.

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All my life I did was look

how you met others – like in a book.

But when I showed up you weren’t there

I saw you run and could only stare.

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I held myself back from stalking you

sat there and waited, and I still do.

I’m sad and lonely don’t you see?

I guess it’s time you’re meeting me!

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I’m holding on, but no more feign

and, dear love, nowhere to complain!

I’m wrinkly, old and still alone

why don’t you have a telephone?

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Quit being early, or too late!

Send out your cupids, stop the wait!

I know, I’m only one in masses

but I really think you should get glasses!

*****

(Copyright Aurora Jean Alexander, January 2017)

 


 

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Picture courtesy of: https://www.google.com

 

Winter Wonderland – Finally


It was Christmas, three weeks ago,

the grass was green, there was no snow.

The skies were blue, it was too warm

Green Christmas? Here? This needs alarm.

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New Year came -no flakes in sight

The sun had fun, the sky was bright.

But unexpected, it took us off guard

we woke up to a white yard.

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Even though it’s freezing cold

I still will say – and I am bold

Sometimes I like the soft white mass

It can be fun – and it’s got class.

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Snowy bushes and white trees

are surrounding the lake that will go freeze.

In such a time I love a forest walk

watch the squirrel, the deer, the owl and hawk.

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Each snowflake is unique in art

a piece of glass and a piece of heart.

A fleeting existence and still so real

a wonder of nature, that’s how I feel.

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On rare days I see romance be built

by the tiniest crystals, and still, there’s no guilt,

knowing that the picture is soon to be gone

We know it’ll be back, will soon be re-drawn.

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Enjoy the little miracle that’s natures gift

when everything changes, from old to new shift.

Life circles, we know it, and it shows us first hand

This short lived but beautiful Winter Wonderland.

*****

 

(Copyright, Aurora Jean Alexander, January 2017)


 

A Bristly Little Friend – A Riddle

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He’s cute in his face

He moves slow, with no grace

His language can be sometimes scary

He is careful and always wary.

 

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He’s a mammal, our little friend,

prefers in gardens his time to spend.

He’s immune to a snake’s bad bite

to many of us he’s a normal sight.

 

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He’s useful to gardens eats varmins and worms

if she feeds her babies she’s immune to storms.

Their fur is some special with defensive skills

They might be dangerous and are called quills.

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He’s not a mammal you would like to pat

In fall he eats more, and stuffs himself fat.

In winter he usually sleeps all the way through

until spring when he’s back, a regular view.

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When he is in danger he rolls into a ball

he’s not very big, actually he’s quite small

I guess enough hints, it’s time to lift the fog

Of course I’m talking about the hedgehog.

*****

 

(Copyright Aurora Jean Alexander, January 2017)


Is Christmas Really Magical?


 

Christmas time is magic time

that’s what people say,

do I feel less a victim

and much less like a prey?

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There are days I’m just as sad

as I have lately been,

feeling much like losing.

On others like I may win?

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Is it what it’s called

“The Christmas spirit’s sense”

that makes me more relaxed

spares me from being tense.

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My feelings are in ups and downs

nothing steady, it is true

one day I’m cheerful

the next day I am blue.

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Sometimes when I see stars

hear the Christmas sound

I find myself at peace

my feet strong on the ground.

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Seldom and still it is there

rare and strong, the need to cope

a feeling that is nagging

the feeling, that’s called “hope”…

*****

(Copyright, Aurora Jean Alexander, December 2016)