The Beauty In Nature

Everywhere i turn to look i do see
The beauty in Nature everywhere around me
Pink blossoms are blooming on the fruit bearing tree
And the silver bill magpie proclaims his territory
On a sunny Spring morning of nineteen degrees
His warbling notes carry in the freshening breeze
On the twentieth of September the first month of the Spring
The beauty in Nature is an eternal thing
Of her ways so little i can claim to know
But my wonderment of her only does grow
There is so much beauty in her to admire
And of singing her praises one never could tire
In the sunny blue sky just a few clouds of gray
So good to be living on such a nice day.