Earth the Beautiful

I hear the rustle of the tree leaves,

And the soft whistle of the breeze.

I watch the cotton white clouds roll by,

Against the blue of the sky.

I see the setting of the evening sun,

Bringing night time when it's done.

I see the moon shine so brightly

Giving the earth light nightly.

I watch the birds flying by,

Bringing beauty to the eye.

I hear the soft waves reach the beach,

Leaving the large waves out of reach.

The bright morning light has once again come,

A new day begins with the rising sun,

Beauty once again reaches the eye,

From the soil of the earth, to the blue of the sky.

Willie P. 03/08/23

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