Bountiful Nature
Having trees, climbers and grass;
Wanderers wandering,
Men and women, lad and lass.
Choir singer of the nature,
The birds, singing beautiful song;
Soothing the mind of disturbed wanderer
Who kept walking whole day long.
The colourful flowers, that those shrubs bore,
Sooths the mind, reminding of the forgotten yore,
Spreading sweet in the air.
Which calms the wanderer with great care.
Bountious nature, with full of care,
So generous, always ready to share;
All it have, with the mob;
A dutiful worker, doing its job!
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