Poetry (The Natural Beuaty)

Melodious birds sing beautifully
Flowers bloom share its beauty
King of the day greets warmly
Guilding us to the glory
Writes every tales in this story

I close my eyes
I stetched out my hand
Peace, quiet, which will neve end
Comes, dance with the wind

From days to nights
Never stops to share its finesses
A Rhythmic breezevin the mountains
Tree wete dancing in the fields
To shake this lonely hearts
Gets rid of the miseries

Dear you, the painter of the natures
Thanks you for creating this universe
With all its creatures
Embroidered all in a verse