Poem By Rachel Fogle
Morning sounds cling to us so soft and sweet they play.
Like gentle drops and tree tops, they make for a better day.
A call from the wind and a touch by a brezze will carry us away,
A babies cry brings life to a smile and lifts us up in someway.
Like the journey of our yesterday's and the journey's to our past,
The sweet sounds that make our today's keep us close & life within our grasp.
Nature gives to us what she unselfishley made,
She porvides the peace & happiness all of us crave.
Just keep that in mind when you happen to pass her why,
And always remember without her we would not have our days.