Sing us a song of Nature the birds and the bees
The sound of the freshening wind in the trees
The one the artists and writers in their works celebrate
The unrivalled beauty that she does create
Our wonder of her only does seem to grow
But little of her ways few can claim to know
Yet the more one learns of her the more one does realize
That there is far more to her than meets the eyes
About her she has a mysterious way
And about her we learn something new every day
In my many walks every day i do see
Some sight of rare beauty that is new to me
So mysterious and beautiful in her own way
From her we do learn something new every day.
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