View Of Beauty

I see the lovely mountain, A view I see each day, The morning birds are foraging, In the grass along their way, I hear a wood pigeon calling, He sits upon a branch, The birds I see each morning, Through my window at a glance, It is a peaceful morning, The sun is shining through, I wish that I could freeze this time, To relive it with you. And in the distance there I see, A tree that is now bare, Soon to be filled with many leaves, Beauty beyond compare. I love this pleasant time of year, Nature is so fine, A precious picture all can share, This lovely land of mine. Jayne Louise Davies