What if nature turned over?
Just never bothered to rise
This would affect our survival
No light, no heat, no sunrise.
What if all birds stopped singing?
No chirrups or songs would we hear
If they staggered with feathers all hanging
How would this make us feel?
What if our dogs never woke up?
Just turned over and slept for a day
Not a bark or growl not a whimper
To enliven and brighten our ways
What if our cows never woke up?
Just slept for a week at a time
No milk would we see to whiten our tea
Without nature, our lives would decline
What if insects just lay there?
Drunken and dead and forlorn
Did not loosen our soil for us
How noiseless and dull be our world
What if hens never woke up
No eggs created or laid
What would we do for nutrition
If not even one egg was prepared
What if nature stayed sleeping?
Staggered in drunken dismay
Let’s be grateful she’s older and wiser
Than many a human today!
Gerardine White - (also called Ger) grew up in wild open country of West Limerick, Ireland. Her country life is represented in her poems and has a strong bearing on her core values and education. She inherited the skill of poetic rhyme from both of her parents and her Grandad. This past year she was published in four Anthologies from Clarendon House Publications. Some of her poems will already have appeared in Ballyguiltenane Rural Journal over time. She had the pleasure of spending an evening with Seamus Heaney in Dublin in 2011. It was later very humbling to read a testimonial of her work: “Your poetry reminds me of Seamus Heaney” (Grant Hudson - Clarendon House Publications) "Poems by Ger have the ability to lift the soul and bring it to a place of peace and calm" (Peg Prendeville, Poet. - The Purple Pencil)