Go Sing Me A Song

Go sing me a song of the birds and the bees
Whose songs and buzzings are carrying in the freshening breeze
On a sunny Spring morning of twenty degrees
When pink blossoms are blooming on the fruit bearing trees.

Go sing me a song of the silver tongued rill
That babbles to the river from the field by the hill
That flows to saltwater towards the coast far away
In a voice never silent by night or by day.

Go sing me a song of Nature's wildflowers
That bloom midst the grass after Summer thunder showers
When Nature is looking resplendent and green
And her unrivalled beauty is everywhere to be seen.

Go sing of Nature's Seasons Spring, Summer, Winter and Fall
A song that the memory will wish to recall
A beautiful song with memorable rhyme
Destined to live on through the decades of time.