Nature

Nature

Peace lies there,
soothing sounds pleasing to the ear.
Her love grows every day,
especially in May.
Crickets love to sing,
beautiful birds flap their wings.
Trees are swaying in the breeze,
darling deer sit quietly.
She watches over their home.
Sadly, humans invade this place,
she pleads her case.
Let them be,
they're a part of me.

{Poem by Laura A. Steeb}