The euphony and mellowness of the beautiful birds,
Is something even a poem can’t describe in words.
Young deer hopping through the forest glade,
Not accustomed to fear or the need to be afraid
The gentle pushes of the ocean’s waves,
To the darkness and the hollowness of empty caves.
The crystal icicles hanging from large icebergs
Whilst awaiting predators wait for prey as they lurk
Although people focus on nature with the bad aspects
Just please treat our environment with respect…