A Flow Of Nature

Wild flowers blow in the morning breeze, Surrounded by beautiful butterflies and bees, Warm is the glow of the dazzling sun, How lovely this garden of mine has become. Mountain top glows neath the pretty blue sky, My silence disturbed as some crows go by, Noisy are they as they head up the valley, I then see a Robin, Some fine twigs he carries. This is a time when birds build their nests, This is the moment when nature is best, Full of the joys of life so it seems, In my little space, My garden of dreams. Jayne Louise Davies