An offer too good to be true.
|Once a legitimate offer was given;
awe and amazement are waiting for you.
I came across it in verdant surroundings;
it was an offer too good to be true.
Towering sycamore, green hues abounding;
bluebells forever, the fields are alive.
Mallard and deer, hoots of barred owl come evening;
myriad species of mammal survive.
Wee are the beetles in species aplenty;
spiders the engineers nature assigns.
Then soars a blue heron wingspan majestic;
avian life, there are so many kinds.
Waterfall cascading roaring like thunder;
billowing shower, a white foaming plan.
Power outstretched aqueduct in the making;
seeking with might, water-sculpting the land.
Sunlight and moonlight from lamps of creation;
myriad stars in the firmament vast.
Earth in the Goldilocks Zone for the living;
yet out in space worlds abundant are cast.
There is aurora, those Northern Lights shimmer;
deep in the soil a groundhog abides.
Iris and buttercup, lilac aroma;
white cumulus, on the soft winds it rides.
Bonds are what She, Mother Nature provides us;
in a way it seems to be super glue.
Free for the taking on so many levels;
it is an offer too good to be true.
Writer’s Cramp Winner