Mother nature is a gift. <br />She sings with all her beauty. <br />Birds aloft with wings of green <br />And ponds with red n' yellow. <br /> <br />Fresh breezes rush across your face <br />And rain falls from the sky. <br />Then butterflies with violet wings <br />Sit down on wild vines. <br /> <br />The flowers are of many colors. <br />Red n' Blue n' Green n' Yellow. <br />Red for Roses, <br />Blue for Violets, <br />Green n' Yellows up to you. <br /> <br />Laughter fills the quiet air, <br />Where children often play. <br />And Dandelions fill the fields <br />With golden light arrays. <br /> <br />Soon birds aloft will go back home, <br />And breezes slow way down. <br />And you'll be home again alone, <br />To sleep in sheets of gold.<br /><br />Samantha Williams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mother-nature-is-a-gift/
