Nature

In the woodlands where the bushes are green,

Flowers bloom bright, gum trees tall,

Their leaves so lively.

The flowers bloom in pure delight,

In the bush a lovely sight.

The river flows with nothing but

Soft sound,

In the bush, beauty all around.

The roots sinking into the ground,

Between putrid paving cracks,

All bushes, do nothing but

Ripple.

Soft little plants,

All around.

As I walk down,

Charming Nature all around,

For many years I walk on ground.