Nature is a wondrous thing;
Sparrows and the robins sing.
God who made earth and heaven,
Made for the birds a little haven.
Many wild and wondrous flowers
Spring up in the woods.
By the rains, they are showered,
Through the sun they get their food.
In the woods so bountiful
Deer run to and fro,
With the freedom of a man,
After the hunting season goes.
Oh that men would realize,
What God has given them,
Through nature and its beauty,
And the sun, a shining gem.
Writer’s Note:
This was my 1st poem ever written
while in English class in Grade 11
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