From mountains to rills,
A sweet anthem fills the air,
Sweet birds are flying.

Down the avalanche,
Gallops beautiful horses,
Jumping and running.

The cute squirrel,
Jumping sings from tree to tree,
And chasing it's friends.

In the dark forest,
The smell of honeysuckles,
Makes the forest sweet.

I love Nature dear,
From mountains to meadows,
Fields of sweet flowers!

Down in the valley,
Beautiful flowers will bloom,
In Springtime.

The sweet waterfall,
With it's moss-covered boulders,
Makes things beautiful!

The sweet humming bird,
Flys from flower to flower,
Gathering nectar.

At pretty nighttime,
The owls hoot in the night,
And sweet birds do sleep.

The full moon at night,
Sweetly looks down on houses,
Watching children sleep.

The sound of crickets,
Birds, toads, and katydids,
Make a pretty song!

*~Marian~