Solitude Of Nature
The wind riffled my hair
As I stood on the hill without a care
The daffodils swayed
As on the grass I layed
The lovely solitude
And the scenery it viewed
Was lovelt to see
With the gentle waves of the sea
The mountains, brown and old
stood still with stories untold
I thought of my home
Situated in Rome
With buildings of concrete
Which are set neat
But are uncomparable
With the beauties of nature.
