Nature

As I stand
with tears of joy
Flood over me
I see the light
with serenity
The Swan that glides
upon a lake
A bird that sing
A day break
A tree that flows
with leaves up high
Squirrel hordes a
nut pie
Enchanting Bee’s
Butterfly fly’s
under the pale
blue morning sky
The mist that lifts
To reveal the soft moss
Spiders spin webs of candy floss
Daffodils and lily white
for the Elve’s have got it right