Everywhere

Everywhere i turn to look i can only marvel at what i do see In the beauty in Nature that is all around me On this the second last day of August two days from the southern calendar Spring The male wild born songbirds do whistle and sing It has been raining this morning and more rain on the way And the sunless sky looking overcast and gray Yet the weather quite mild for the time of year And the song of the blackbird quite pleasant to hear And everywhere looking so lush and so green Such beauty in Nature only to be seen My worth as a rhymer i have reason to doubt But no shortage of things for me for to write rhymes about And Nature inspires me to write rhymes of her every day She is quite amazing of her i can say.