8 March – My naturalist

Everyone needs a guide
and you are always mine,
leading through peaks and dales,
opening town-bound eyes.
Unveiling the overlooked,
naming the newly found,
reframing familiar sights,
quietening for distant sounds.
I speak your language now,
my knowledge is growing tall,
but you keep questing for more,
and I love to follow it all.
I keep walking beside you
as you tend the world to bright,
you keep teaching me joy,
quickening my heart to write.
Together, we forage the wild,
soar with the wonders we find,
thank you for constant adventure,
for never leaving me behind.

8 March - My naturalist