In each raindrop,
From the heavens
Every blade of grass,
That sprouts from the earth.
The beat of wings rising towards the skies.
Have each a story of its own.
A lullaby for the soul,
But only for ones who love the earth,
With all their hearts.
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Written in 2000
Not what could be exactly classified as poetry,but this does have memories attached to it from long ago.
I can't take credit for the pics though... all from the net.
But I thought they seemed appropriate.