We never stop learning as the wise teacher say
And of Nature we learn something new every day
And the more we do learn of Nature the more we realize
That we know little of her ways is this a surprise?
In his nesting time in the green of the Spring
It is not for joy the male songbird does sing
But to proclaim the borders of his nesting territory
All males of his own kind are the enemy
My wonder of Nature only does seem to grow
Yet so little of her ways i can claim to know
Yet so much to learn and time ticking on
And the best years of my life in the forever gone
Of Nature i learn something new every day
We never stop learning it does seem this way.