But what of the flowers
soft and sweet
And what of the grass
that tickles my feet
What of the wind
blowing my hair
What of the birdsong
filling the air
But what of the trees
tall and proud
And what of the animals
living out loud
What of the sun
shining on through
What of the rain
bringing fresh dew
It is nature's song
ringing true, ringing clear
It is nature's song
beauty, for all to hear
