Mother Nature

The trees, the trees

They whisper and dance

Through the wind

Through the breeze

Mother Nature’s in a trance.

The clouds, the clouds

They sulk and cry

Thunder cracks

Lightning strikes

Mother Nature’s life has been a lie.

The sea, the sea

Is still and calm

Gliding onto sand

High-fiving the rocks

Mother Nature brings no harm.

The hills, the hills

Are smooth and bold

Across the land

Up and down

Mother Nature is controlled.