nature

Dappled in different shades of green,

with lots of dots of blue, pink and yellow,

The generally imposing mountain side,

today seems so much more mellow.

Rivers of blue and diamond drops,

rolled down the side in streams,

And every single way i looked,

was like a scene right out of my dreams.

Powdery blue, but pregnant with rain,

the clouds seem ready to burst

To continue their job of feeding the streams,

that they have for so long nursed.

Ever loving is she and forgiving too,

for we have been nasty and mean,

By littering here and dirtying there

till the earth no longer seems to have a spot clean.

I pray every day that this mercy continues,

that we can be spared a situation so dour,

while battling on to make it known

that its all bout the birds and the bees and the flower.