Blessed By Nature Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

As pure as the snows of Winter,
That fall with barely a sound,
Onto the hills and mountains,
It covers the frozen ground,
As bright as the fine new daffodil,
That holds its flower high,
As blue as the sky above us,
Of many times gone by.
As cute as a lamb in Springtime,
Its playfulness brings a smile,
As fresh as a Summer Daisy,
A radiant display,
All life's precious beauties,
Can brighten a dreary day.

Jayne Louise Davies