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Wild Child: Short Inspiring Rhyming Poems About Nature

Perhaps, mother nature is the ultimate subject of poetry and poems. Mother nature inspires many successful individuals around the world, but, most notably poets. Many iconic poets used to write about mother nature which include the likes of William Wordsworth, Mary Oliver, Robert Frost, Emily Dickinson and many more and many poets still write about nature, because no matter what, mother nature is superior above all. 

Here you will discover the best short Inspiring rhyming poems about nature and nature beauty which will motivate you and lead you into a brand new world of hope and success.

Wild Child: A Short Inspiring Rhyming Poems About Nature

A wild child.


From the time when I was a child,
I love wilderness, I was wild;
I loved the deep purple skies,
And the red and yellow butterflies,
I loved the pale tulips in my yard,
Though spotting them was hard.
I loved to climb the tallest of towering trees,
And stealing honey from the crabby bees.
I loved to play hide and seek with the moles,
Though they used to cheat, they hid in holes.
I loved my late fluffy little kitten,
I also fashioned green snakes but once I got bitten!
At night I loved to count the shimmering stars,
I would count up to a few number places but not so far.
I loved to splash in a dreamy summer stream,
Finding a five-leafed clover was my grandest dream.
If I had wings, with the swans I'd love to fly over the lake,
And mock the timid penguins who have excuses to make.
Of fearless lions and tigers I had no fear,
But I loved to runaway with herds of deer.
For hours and hours in the wild I would roam,
For the mother-nature is my second home!

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