My Mother Nature

I  like that breeze 
That makes you freeze
I love the walk that 
make your family talk 

The flowers that bloom
Smells till my room 
The butterfly glows
Its wings flows. 

The flowers are pink

The stones that sink 

The mud is brown

Wearing a stone crown 

Moon covered with cloud

All white feeling proud

Shiny sight of stars

Seeing it glowing till hours.