All over, all blossoming

Snow-capped, green mountains lay tall in the distance, touching the sky. Tinged light blue, streams of steady water, from the depths of the mountains, flow through the misty, chilled land of Honshu, Japan.

Because they are fans,
Japanese people have a plan,
To look after the land,
And keep it from being bland.

Yellow-white sand spread across the vast, treasured land, every inch covered. Blue skies stretch for many miles, before being swallowed by the horizon. When it rains, a new look is given upon the Sahara Desert.

Its beauty may be hidden,
Behind the unbidden,
Unpredictable rain, that is almost forbidden.

Golden-yellow sun rays look down on the thick, lush trees that cover the land. Surrounding the small island is a beautiful, glistening lake which cools everyone on warm, summer days. This is Stanley Park.

Stanley Park will leave a mark,
Right in the city’s ark,
Leaves the city’s bark,
So come to this beautiful park.