The earth child looked up
Saw in my eyes
Wonder and mystery.
She placed her hand on mine
For a second she paused
Then grabbing a finger
Set off into the forest
Around us animals stood and gazed
A badger bowed as we rushed by
The owls nodded in wise appraisal.
Her presence stopped nature in its tracks
They took notice; she was a ray of hope
She was possibility, she generated enthusiasm
And with her passing
Nature found another spark of resilience.
She placed me back where I belonged
Tweaked my nose
Smiled and said, ‘Be good to me.’
Written for: http://magpietales.blogspot.co.uk/
Morpethroad 
A whimsical reminder that we must care for the earth as we would an earth child. I like this. Tho I’m probably wrong about the symbolism! lol.
Actually you are very spot on…..
What a beautiful story, Michael, those last two lines say it all!!
Thanks so much, hope your holiday is going well.
Nice and slow as I like it, thank you, Michael.
Good for you….C-L
OH, that’s quite lovely, Michael!!
Thank you so much Val….
Most welcome.
Nicely done, Stommy !
Thank you so much I appreciate you stopping by.
Yes we must be good to our Earth child
Yes indeed most definitely.
Whimsy is a wonderful word to describe where you took us ~~~
Thank you Helen I appreciate you leaving me your comment.
Badgers and owls…two of my favourite woodland animals. Helen is right, whimsy, wonderful whimsy 🙂
Thanks Lyn, you are very kind….
I always enjoy your fairy tales!
Thank you RoSy, so happy you do….