Since penning of rhyme does not come hard to me
I can only write of Nature's beauty i do see
Everywhere around me every day
From where i live Utopia is not far away
Dark welcome swallows chirping in the sunny sky
On pursuit of flying insects as they fly
For hours on end at the speed of a car
Migratory birds their wings do take them far
From where they first looked on the lamp of day
To fly to live it is their natural way
My love of Nature only grow and grow
Yet so little of her i can claim to know
But we never stop learning as the wise one does say
And for every one of us it is this way.
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