A beauty money i do not pay to see
The beauty of Nature is all around me
On this showery October day in the prime of the Spring
The nesting wild birds of Nature do whistle and sing
From the life giving rain the parkland looking green
With millions of yellow cape-weed in bloom to be seen
Such beauty a poet great poems of would write
For lovers of poetry for to read and recite
And though good poets and good artists as ever are rare
With Nature their best work just does not compare
Nature creates new beauty every day
And for the beauty she creates to see money we do not have to pay
On this showery day in October in the prime of the Spring
On the trees and the bushes the wild birds chirp and sing.
Friday, October 18, 2013
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