How the sun rises
And how moon disappears
How the Rain washes this earth
By shedding its tears
How the tree bents down
By the weight of its fruits
And how it hides well
Its pain under the roots
The river travels the earth
But never gets tired
The birds flies around
‘Cause they never fears of height
A little butterfly
Roams around in the valley
Explore each of the flowers there
That honey must feel heavy
How all of them works, you don’t need to tell
Because I do KNOW IT WELL
Beautiful poem, Nature is grand and spectacular to watch. Merry Christmas!
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Merry Christmas🎅🎄
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