Admist the field and forest floor,

Where sunlight weaves a golden lore,

Nature's beauty, pure and free,

In leaves and trees, for all to see,

The rivers waltz with a joyful glee.

Their melodies and harmonies pure,

Mountains stand with grand endure,

A testament to endless space,

From bees that buzz to birds that soar,

Each creature’s song we adore.

To meadows green and oceans deep,

A world of wonders, secrets keep,

Nature's gifts beyond compare, 

In our hearts we’ll pledge and swear,

To preserve this beauty, it’s rare.