Writings from a heartbroken soul

The beauty of nature after the rain

I wander through the fields and woods,
And marvel at nature's beauty, so pure and good.
After the rain, a world transformed,
New wonders to find, with each step I'm warmed.

Lush green moss, mushrooms grow,
Little umbrellas, stand in a row.
Their caps are round and soft to the touch,
A gift from the earth, so lovely and much.

Flowers too, a sight to behold,
Petals so soft, in colors so bold.
Raindrops cling, like tiny jewels,
Adding to their beauty, so bright and cool.

Blackberries ripe, juicy and sweet,
A summer time treat
Their dark hue
A feast for the eyes, a sight to be seen.