graphic by Auntie Barb
Dianne’s Natural World
~ written by Ken DiPrete ~
There’s a place in the heartland
Where corn grows so tall
And the night sky is lit up with stars
An abundance of creatures you might come across
All sharing a place they had heard
It was peaceful, it was friendly
There was food to be found
A place called Dianne’s natural world.
There are birds of all feathers
Flocked in the trees
And the deer lie in tall grass nearby
The goat is so timid he’ll never stray
He’s happy with his own little home
In Dianne’s natural world.
Acrobat squirrels are desperate for food
There are chipmunks and fat groundhogs too
The birds drop their seeds and the rabbits will feed
And that rat he still won’t take the cheese
Cause he’s found his own place in the space
Of Dianne’s natural world.
The dogs don’t run wild so as not to defile
The flow of all they can observe
But they play and they tease
And they run happily
In the midst of Dianne’s natural world.
There’s a whole gang of prairie dogs thriving inside
Rescued from lives that had hurt
Now they’re with friends and her love and her pride
Centerstage in Dianne’s natural world.
Don’t you wish that you had some place you could go
Where there was no threat just to be
A place you could cope; for gathering hope..
A place like Dianne’s natural world.
written by Jeff Charland