When we were a toddler
So young and immature
We do not know what beauty is
Flowers just pass us like a breeze.
When we were a teen
When we foolishly think we have grown
We take many things for granted
Plants just pass us like a wind that’s blown.
When we were an adult
Finally grown, but live a hectic life
We are simply too busy, to look around us
And the God of Nature sighs.
At last when we grow old
Simple life, pretty much more relaxing
We start to look around us, watch life unfold
And only then we finally notice
How splendid, how magnificent nature really is.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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