Kira’s Sunday Scribbles – Gentle Giant Maids – A poem.



Gentle Tall Maids

Dwell in our glades

Sowing fertile seeds.


In verdant green

the Maid’s unseen

tend to natures needs.


A shame that we,

the ones we see,

reverse their gentle deeds.


while they defend

the Earth, our friend.

we bite the hand that feeds.


one day we’ll find

we leave behind

A world of broken reeds.


we must learn to live

less take, more give,

and share the worlds proceeds.Β 


Then we’ll make amends

and become friends with

those Gentle Giant Maids,

that dwell within our hidden glades.


The End


Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 10/September/2018

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