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Mother's Gift To Her Children

The wind sweeps across the freshly cut grass that blankets the park across the way.
Off to the South the storm clouds roll in, slowly and methodically, transforming the sky from blue to shades
of Grey. It seems almost unearthly being able to see the different weathers mold and mesh themselves
together in an ever changing sky. Out here, in the peace and serenity of a small town, you can watch in awe some of the true wonders that nature has to offer. It's not like that of big city living where everything passes by with intensity and fervor. You are deaf and blind to what really takes place around you. No heaps and mounds of concrete and asphalt to skew the glory, no overwhelming masses of blinding lights overshadowing the clear night skies. No, not here.....here is where nature is the main attraction, showing all of Her splendid bliss. As I sit, listening to the wind, the sound are overwhelming. Hearing the trees sway, fallen leaves rustling across the the road and an occasional acorn fall, creating a small popping sound as it impacts the shingles of the porch roof.It's amazing just how much you miss when you are surround yourself with the hustle and bustle of city life. A deep inhalation, and the fresh scent of rain in the air fills my head. It's almost here now, and a faint rumble of thunder catches my ears and my attention. It's invigorating, every sense tingling with excitement. Ah! yes....but I lied! there is one sense that is left alone, that one sense that I have so patiently been awaiting and aching to excite....TOUCH!!! The one thing that would perfect and make this moment last forever. The feel of you by my side as I sit here on the swing. Your hand entwined with mine as the rain begins to pour down upon the fragile earth in view. This is how Nature intended Her displays of beauty to be observed, as a shared moment between two souls. Her splendor, acting as a catalyst, securing a feeling of comfort and happiness between those souls. Her sights, Her sounds, Her scents and every emotion that encompasses these truly wondrous works are there for the taking. She gives them out freely to those coupled souls who can allow these precious gifts to heighten their passions and stimulate their love. But Alas! I still sit alone, dreaming of the time when you will be here with me, allowing us to grab a hold of all these extraordinary emotions Mother Nature has so neatly packaged for those who care to take advantage of them. I could ask for nothing greater than this, if only to have one small fleeting moment with you, like this, would be more than this battered and beaten heart could ever hope for. A defining and everlasting picture painted in my minds' eye, so that every time I sit and watch Nature in Her glory, I can reflect and remember and feel that small moment of wholeness, completion and companionship that would be forever embedded with me.
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