​NATURE SPEAKS
 
The swaying of the trees is the way they talk
Maybe they are shooing the birds away
The leaves tumble down, wishing they could walk
Or escape the trees and go far some day
Flowers display their bright and proud colors
To show they’re happy with the way they’re made
The wind pushes one cloud to the others
Forcing them to move, oh what a parade!
The ants march up the towering dirt hills
Making their way to grab a picnic bite
While the snow falls down giving people chills
Hinting for the birds to go and take flight
The buds bloom, happy to see that it’s spring
Announcing to the birds it’s time to sing.