Green lustrous herbs and shrubs,
That grows in the meadow.
The caring nature full of love,
Always with them like the shadow.
The breeze of air blowing on them,
Makes them move side to side.
And the cloud, keeping watch on them,
Like a loving and caring guide.
The sun rises up,
Giving them light and warmth.
Providing them with food,
Keeping them healthy day after day and month after month.
The night emerges,
With twinkling stars in the sky.
And the smiling moon,
Putting them to sleep, singing lullaby.
The night is followed by the dawn,
Dew drops giving them a shower;
Making them bright and shiny,
Keeping them refreshed for hour and hour.
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