The Sounds Of Nature

The sounds of nature
As the sun comes up
We rise and shine accordingly
Here is yet, another chance to climb to the top
Gentle breezes are blowing
As you feel the brisk of the cold air
The waters of the rivers are flowing
We take on another day with care

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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