G.O.D
By well-wisher
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She’s called the ‘Great Outdoors’ or G.O.D for short.
She’s where we go for walks; have picnics, play our sports.
She’s where we sit and think or, sometimes, fall in love
or laze upon our backs and gaze at clouds above.
She’d like to join our gang; she’d like to be our mate
and get to know us better; show us why she’s so great
and if we can forgive and forget hailstones and storms
we would see there’s a side to her that’s gentle, bright and warm.
But we seem so stand-offish; far too reserved and shy
sitting high in our office blocks of grey that graze the sky
or box-like houses staring vacantly at glowing boxes.
She wonders ‘why?’, when we could witness butterflies and foxes;
a cloud of starlings; starry skies or sunsets on the sea.
In bright birdsong you hear her cry, “Come out and play with me”.
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