Poetic Verses
Nature
There are some moments that on can treasure
It is sitting and reflecting on the work of nature
What an amazing thought to occupy the mind
This bring on a happy feeling all the time
How beautiful is that field of corn
The verdant expanse of those acres they adorn
What an a aroma emanating from those blossoms
What a fragrance to be greeted with in the mornings
Nothing can paint such a wonderful scene
To see the germination of a bed of beans
Their semicircular stems as the earth surface they be break
Later in the day they have are erect state
Sometimes on walking amount the growth of trees
There may be some that can add that variety
I can remember seeing one that was present year ago
Believe me it was the one called tobacco
It is always a thrill to see those roses
What a beautiful picture they always depicts with their colours
Those petals so bright so colorful in the morning sun
How happy the bees must be as they fly and buzz around
But what about the night, what a sight
We we always happy to see and enjoy the moonlight
As in those days there was nothing called street light
So it's appearance was greeted with great delight
It is sitting and reflecting on the work of nature
What an amazing thought to occupy the mind
This bring on a happy feeling all the time
How beautiful is that field of corn
The verdant expanse of those acres they adorn
What an a aroma emanating from those blossoms
What a fragrance to be greeted with in the mornings
Nothing can paint such a wonderful scene
To see the germination of a bed of beans
Their semicircular stems as the earth surface they be break
Later in the day they have are erect state
Sometimes on walking amount the growth of trees
There may be some that can add that variety
I can remember seeing one that was present year ago
Believe me it was the one called tobacco
It is always a thrill to see those roses
What a beautiful picture they always depicts with their colours
Those petals so bright so colorful in the morning sun
How happy the bees must be as they fly and buzz around
But what about the night, what a sight
We we always happy to see and enjoy the moonlight
As in those days there was nothing called street light
So it's appearance was greeted with great delight
