NATURE IS BEAUTIFUL

I can see those high mountains,
Virgin, you can’t behold a single stain,
Never, once visited by cad,  villains,
Great inheritance of heights, it attains.
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I can see the deep valleys,
Streams surrounded by green alleys,
Flow all your sorrows faraway,
And restore you with joy someday.
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I can see the glaring sun,
Gorgeously walking like the kings’ son,
Yeah, daily rolling its girth,
To regulate the fate of the earth.
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I can see the sunflower with smiles,
Beautifully scary, can’t you see her?
She got no sorrows to worry,
Nor any cause to be told a sorry.
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Shimmering and breathtaking is the rainbow,
I can see her through the window,
Her beautiful colours I cherish,
Neither stingy to the poor nor rich.
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Can’t you see those grasses?
Beautifully clothed with green laces,
Lush, even at twilight,
So good to behold a sight.
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I can see the blue sky,
Birds, eagles soaring high,
Clouds, sapiens buries their woes,
And filled with joy from heads to toes.
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©Modestking