Influenced by

 “INFLUENCED BY"

Influenced by nature, by nature, by nature

Its rhythms and songs, it bangs and its bongs

Its daytime so bright, its wistful dark night

Its mountains and streams, awakening dreams

Its valleys and woods, its nests and holes

Its moose, roe deer, rabbits and moles.

Maybe poetry of the past, lovers of nature too

As some of their genius may rub off, true

But mine is not so great as theirs, nevertheless

It is only mine and not any of thine Oh! Peers.

No pretentions goad me on to be a winner with my song

Just a joy of living long with all my faculties alert

To that which makes my heart beat fast

To carry me to my grave at last.

So precious those who help me on

Unknowing that they are, for me so dear

Gives me the spark of life that’s needed

That makes verse from the heart succeeded.

Or mix the colours of my brush

To wash the white page with its gloss

And maybe if I’m lucky then

Make someone happy with my pen;

Are you such ..................

If so my life’s flowing joys are whole

And I rejoice with all my soul.

Where ere we go there’s something good

And maybe that’s why we call it God.