The green, the bows,
The singing waters of the Sea,
The Love one feels when this we see,
A flower blooms so silently,
It is a Rose, so beautifully,
A sign of Hope, persistently,
No matter how often I see,
These gifts of Nature that are free,
I always marvel, softly say,
‘Please never take these gifts away’
To He who made them I do pray.