Natures song

As the summer dawn breaks the leaves reflect its dew, the daisy blossom with envious care standing tall and true. Honey bees fight with flight taking turn its mend, cascading from colour to colour, its pattern setting trend. Daffodils strike their prominent pose deflecting the gentle breeze, the sleek grass below unable to fight, dancing with unease. Overbearing oak manipulate the sky with acorns weighing on every move, fighting its last fight. Casting a dominant shadow, the valley smiles below. The wind orchestrating its final symphony as the fields of yellow flow. The river cutting through its bed as the valley's veins cut deep, manipulating every turn feeding natures keep.