Her rollercoaster joyride

“Chuff chiff chaff” in a squeaky pitched shrill
A flock of feathered friends following me up a hill
Such a sweet serenading from Mother nature’s thrill
This shall make my stroll sensational I have no doubt that it will

I thank the Lord above that our essence of natural is alright
My life would be at an
utter loss without my subtle sounds and candy eyesight
The world may indeed be different as we all improvise
But the picturesque portrayals are still a delightful normalise

Just to stand outside in the fluttering fresh air gives us hope, faith and harmony with the beauty everywhere
I walk each and every morning just as the day is dawning
Yon sun shines upon me and I forget about my mourning
Aslong as we have our Great Mother Earth as our guide she shall comfort our consolation from her rollercoaster joyride