Look at the grove <br />just land and trees <br />things nature wove <br />stirring, birds and bee's <br /> <br />what a beautiful sight <br />nature has spun <br />shadows paint the ground at night <br />when the day is done <br /> <br />the hill over there <br />looks freshly mowed <br />grass to spare <br />no one sowed <br /> <br />hear the sound of the fowls <br />in the distant trees tightly packed <br />hear the echoes of their howls <br />from the rock bluffs slightly cracked <br /> <br />evergreens of all sizes o'er yonder <br />filling the air with scent <br />in this land of wonder <br />nature has lent <br /> <br />needles and vines <br />on the ground <br />that the whispering pines <br />and grapes spread around <br /> <br />smell the air so fresh and clean <br />birds flying everywhere <br />what a beautiful scene <br />on a day so fair<br /><br />ERNEST CLARY<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/clary-s-grove/
