Beautiful Things Poem by Babys Breath

Look around the world you see, While underneath a shady tree. Lemonaid so cold in hand, Nature shares its breezy fan. A curious squirrel jumps to and fro, To capture any food you throw. A songbird sings way up high, A sound so touching you could cry. The wildflower's gentle dance with the wind, You never want it all to end. So when you have a minute or two... And you really know you do. Just sit beneath a shady tree, A perfect quiet spot to be. Really look at the world's beautiful things....close your eyes...freedom...beauty...wings