In the tapestry of dawn's first light,
Nature's canvas, a wondrous sight.
Golden hues and whispers of breeze,
Nature's poetry, a symphony of ease.
In meadows green, where wildflowers bloom,
Nature's whispers dispel all gloom.
Butterflies dance in the soft sunlight,
Nature's embrace, pure and bright.
Beneath the moon's ethereal glow,
Nature's magic begins to show.
Stars twinkle in the velvet sky,
Nature's lullaby, a gentle sigh.
Yet in this fragile, fleeting grace,
Human hands leave a lasting trace.
Let's rewrite the story, with tender care,
For nature's beauty, beyond compare.
In every petal, in every tree,
Nature's grace, a melody free.
Let's vow to cherish, to protect, to adore,
For in saving nature, we save so much more.
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