Lavender
Lavender
Dec 14, 2023

Precious Gifts

On the Twelfth Day of Christmas
our sweet Earth gave to me ~

12 Full Moons Each Year
11 Thousand Reptile Species
10 Quintillion Insects
9 Thousand Canyons
8 Billion Human Beings
7 Modern Seas
6 Major Mountain Ranges
5 Times 10 Billion Individual Birds
4 Hundred Thousand Flowering Plant Species
3 Trillion Trees
2 Times 10 Billion Billion Individual Animals
1 Hundred Sixty Five Major Rivers

...and a really cool partridge in a pear tree.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Peace to all on this vast and shared home.

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: United States

Favorite Poets: I tend to read Ted Kooser

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Comments

Unca Fez

And now, if only we could convince the rest of the world to value and protect these gifts.

A very nice take-off on the Twelve Days of Christmas. The title sets the mood for the rest of the poem. Well done!

Candlewitch

I agree with Steven on all points! I find your poem hopeful and very creative! I cannot choose favorite lines, as they are all spectacular.

*hugs, Cat

Geezer

more people would think of all the things that you mentioned as gifts, rather than rights owed to us. Let's remember that we
are of the Earth and can easily be wiped from the list. The partridge in a pear tree was a nice touch; like reminding us all that we can make this work. Nice. ~ Geez.
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Lavender

That wonderful little partridge in the pear tree just had to stay in the poem.
Many thanks, as always, for reading!
L

RoseBlack

This was absolutely amazing and how true! Every single thing mentioned is a precious gift and like Geezer said..should be seen as such and not a right or something we can take for granted and destroy. Even the really cool partridge in a pear tree! Your poems give your reader so much to reflect on. I truly enjoy them.

Lavender

To count all the gifts is endless - this is the short list! I've thought about writing a poem in the same form about the opposite - how many living species are now extinct, or nearly extinct.
Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts!
L