Today is a special day. Although we should pay respect to our dear Mother Earth on an every day basis, this day we choose to call “Earth Day” is a good time to recognize how beautiful she is, and how critical it is that we all start to take better care of the home we have been so blessed with.
In honor of our dear Mother I am doing something a bit different here for Earth Day. I am going to include titles and a line from each of my prior “Earth Mother” posts as a backlink for the reader to go directly to each one and read my prior dedications to our planet, followed by a brand new post in honor of our beautiful lady and her special day.
I hope you take the time to read anything that catches your eye and imagination. Feel free to comment as well. I would love to hear your thoughts on our home, and the inspirations our Mother Earth has bestowed upon all of you.
I would like to introduce my newest Duet partner Johnny Ojanpera. I have been a fan of his talent and writing style for some time so when he suggested we combine efforts I was immediately on board. It was even more enjoyable writing with him than I imagined. I hope you enjoy our ideas and words here and be sure to visit his site and read his work for yourself. You most certainly will not be disappointed. You can find him here. Johnny Ojanpera
Memory serves innocence as a scent None more than a plaything for a boy Mere dime-store toy, given to a child Never a souvenir taken into manhood
Wide eyed simplicity left in the dirt Discarded by truth as hard as steel Life’s reality views naivete as prey Feeding on the mild and the meek
Whether lost or broken, only a trifle Never a thought given to it’s revival Could beg it back, but for weakness The world asks not for our delicacies
Asks not, but rather steals them away As we are initiated by cruel adversity Carefree times of youth relinquished Making way for a tough new exterior
Innocence far gone may yet be found Though cast aside when broken, tried With a whisper weak grace still intact A man’s poet, his child’s careful eyes
A glorious perspective newly obtained In careful observance of his existence Speaks life’s lessons to an eager child Exchanged for memories of innocence lost