Nature’s Beauty

We look around at nature’s beauty
whose harvest is bounty full.
The mellow green of the trees
in which small birds make their home.
The multi-shades of blue of the sea
where beneath the fishes live.
Everywhere you look,
we see something of nature’s beauty
that surrounds you and me.
Even the grotesque
have a beauty of their own.
Nature’s beauty surrounds us
and all we have to do
is stop a while to see
all the beauty
that surrounds you and me.

5 August 2009

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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