My Wonder Of Nature

My wonder of Nature only seems to grow
And so little about her i can claim to know
Yet she does have a lesson for me every day
We do never stop learning as some like to say
Learning of her ways is a thing i enjoy
She is one i have loved since i was a young boy
I first got to know her in old fields far away
And memories of that remain with me today
In Spring the dipper did sing in the silver tongued rill
That babbled it's way down the field by the hill
And with a loud song for his size the tiny brown wren
He sang in the bushes in the furzy glen
And though the years have left me feeling weary and looking gray
From Nature i am learning new things every day.