I sing to the trees for the birds and the bees
And all of the beauty around,
I sing of its wonder and spell I am under
And of the love that I've found.
I sing to the sky and the clouds passing by
And in its colours I'm drowned,
I sing of its wonder and spell I am under
And of the love that I've found.
I sing to the stream that does flow like a dream
So restful and peaceful the sound,
I sing of its wonder and spell I am under
And of the love that I've found.
I sing to the hills for their sight always fills
My heart with their beauty abound,
I sing of their wonder and spell I am under
And of the love that I've found.
What a lovely swingy, singy poem, and so cleverly constructed with obviously a lot of thought and work. A job very well done, and I enjoyed reading it very much indeed. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
Andrew, you sing your song of love with glee Of natures wonders, that we see This poems a song sung - beautifully! *10*! ! Best wishes, Friend Thad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is much beauty to be found in your words Andrew Love duncan X