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In Tune With Mother Nature

If you listen for the songbirds
As they greet the summer sun,
And love the way the wind can make
The trees sings just for fun;

If you like to hear the ocean
As it drums upon the shore,
And imagine all the whales out there,
And hope they'll sing some more;

If you think of all the animals
As players in a band,
Each with a lovely tune to play,
All needed on the land;

And know that as a boy or girl
A woman or a man
You have a vital role to play
In Mother Nature's plan;

If you honor every living thing
As a part of nature's treasure
You're in tune with Mother Nature
So let's all sing her song together.

It was a gray and murky day, There was a real chill in the air,

The wind kept growing stronger, The longer I stayed there.

Invigorating, captivating, An angry, wild sea,

 It rushed to and fro with no control, Crashing mercilessly.

"Yes sir," I said to the ole capt,and settled down,

Just as a sheet of lightening glared, Though it flashed far out at sea,

The birds grew silent in the air.

"Oh, this will be a good one, son," With excitement, his eyes glowed,

Together we watched in awe, As the water churned and rose.

Far out on the horizon, We thought we saw a ship,

Was it a ghost or was it real? We kept losing sight of it.

I shook my head, and then I said, "I sure feel sorry for those guys." "

"You bet," the old man answered, Concern showing in his eyes. "

The captain and my shipmates drowned,

I never saw them again." "Well, how did you survive?"

 I asked, "One kid from all those men?" "God works in mysterious ways, You'll never guess how He saved me,

A mermaid took me in her arms, And towed me from that sea." "

Her eyes were iridescent, Of many different hues,

Compelling and magnetic,

As if seeing right through you." "Her skin was soft and smooth,

As if dipped and bathed in lotion, A perfect figure, too ...

A floating sculpture in the ocean." "Her arms were strong, yet gentle,

As she pulled me through the waves, Her fish-like body steering me,

 Far from my sea-filled grave." That fading ship on the horizon,

I now strained in vain to see, But the old man looked for his mermaid,

As he scrutinized the sea. I hoped the old man saw her,

I hoped the ship did not go down, But, if it did, I hope his mermaid,

Kept another man from being drowned.