It Is The Nature. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

You gives me the streams of knowledge
You gives me the friendship for ever
You tries to be pretty always
The greatness of nature everyone likes
Here the world is bereft of kindness
Then you brings enough to be loved
Here the world is sometimes in wrong paths
You reminds the necessity to adhere principles
You consists of plants, species of thousands
We destroys for our own greed in several ways
In fact still you loves the humans unselfish ways
I respect you nature and bow before you.