What a wonderful joy it is to see,
The beauty of nature and its majesty.
Everything blends, entwines and embraces,
Spaced precisely in their designated places.
What a marvel to see, I wish I were a bee,
Smelling life's roses, no particular place to be.
How can it be, such a marvel to see
s possessed by such as you and me?
Ours to have, cherish, and protect,
Not to pollute, take for granted, nor neglect.
Enjoy the earth, treat it kind
After all it is ours, yes… yours and mine.