Natures Sounds Poem by Tango

As along the valley road I walk,
I listen, I hear nature talk.
There is the buzz'in of a bee,
as it flits from tree, to tree.
The bell birds sends out its melodious call,
in the distance I hear the rumble of the water fall.
A fan tail darts past my face,
it's after the insects, it loves to taste.
A gust of wind goes rushing by,
Causing the trees to shake, and sigh.
A skylark entertains the world with its trill,
never is nature quiet, or still.
As across the bridge I go,
I hear the trickle of the stream.
It makes me wonder in my mind,
What do the sounds of nature mean.

Tango.