Our awesome Earth Mother ❤️

As that big old Cockerel crows his early awakening call, first thing in the morning

But my senses are stimulated as I am stretching and a’yawning

And I guess I take all these things for granted outside my window, when the birth of blossoming bloom is aborning..

Yet I love listening to the wind whistling through a blustery breeze

Whilst I snuggle up underneath my warm duvet amidst my bed in a state of appease

Where vast varieties of little birds will be safely sheltering, nesting inside the trestle of trees

And yon yellow sunshine is bringing out beautiful Butterflies a’fluttering and those busy bumbling honey bees

As a matter of fact I absolutely adore all of mother nature’s loveliest things

With that big old harvest moon beaming up above and the majestic barn owl on the wings

And Oh how colourful our ever changing clouds are, bejewelled amongst twinkling, blinking blings