Nature At Her Very Finest Poem by Francis Duggan

Nature At Her Very Finest



The freshly mowed paddocks scenting sweetly of hay
This indeed a beautiful January day
With only the faintest of a mild breeze
Gently stirring the green leaves of the sunlit trees
For to describe such beauty one can only try
Around the flowering bushes white butterflies fly
Everywhere i turn to look great beauty i see
Nature at her finest is all around me
In near perfect weather of twenty four degrees
The warm air full of the buzzing of flies and of bees
The warbling flute of the magpie melodious and clear
To Earthly Utopia today i feel near
The magpie larks in the park singing pee wee
Where the beauty of Nature is all around me.

Saturday, November 26, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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