The Power Of Nature Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

Beneath grey skies i sit and stare,
There's plenty going on out there.
The wind is blowing up a gale,
The far horizon light and pale.

Birds fly freely through hedgerows,
Whilst pinky blossoms, dance to and fro.
Another day, another time,
Nature's touch so true, divine.

Every day brings different scenes,
It's good to live, to love to feel
it's splendid power through this land,
Nature is my healing hand.


Jayne Louise Davies