Sonnet

The leaves of green so petite and beautiful,

Fresh scent of sweet pine brings me life,

Animals of the forest so little and pocketful,

Wind so silent but it cuts like a knife,

Sun that brings heat shines brightly,

Trees made of oak bring hope,

The calls of birds happen nightly,

Deadly seasons pass but nature still copes,

Oh how pretty mother nature is,

Leaves turn orange when in season,

When all drops dead they are sadly missed,

Springs turns around the corner everything is breezin',

Summer brings joy and heat,

Overall nature is a real treat.