Repristination

They are nature's gifts to us, A sign of its benevolence, Her hands have sown and nurtured them, They are to beautify our landscape. They are evidence of nature's dexterity, She watches over them with keen interest, They are in her embrace, They sprout spreading out their blossomed boughs. All around us, they abound, In our neighbourhoods, they can be found, There's an aura of hope around them, Some have weathered unfavourable climes. We have lightly esteemed them, We have discarded them from our communities, They are not prized by us as they are by nature. Let’s heed the clarion call, Restore the fallen, Let’s be change makers. Let's be nature drivers. March 18, 2023. Pick - A - Title, Vol. 35 Poetry Contest, Edward Ibe.