Caws and calls of the birds outside
Trees under which predators lie
Bushes behind which their prey will hide
The flutter of the wings of a butterfly
The forbidding glory of the mountains
The inviting warmth of a fire
The rivers that flow like fountains
The still standing forests never tire
The everlasting beauty of nature
Is slowly ebbing away
People, never so mature
I hope they make it stay...
A wonderful poetry.........................10 You may like to read my poems too.... Naila 👍 👍
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A refined poetic imagination, Shaivi. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.