First Sonnet

Precious gift bestowed upon us by Lord , is mother nature, the philanthropist Who happily takes care of her wards and shows mercy to her inhabitants The Sun shines in morning to wake us up Stars and moon illuminate the night sky Birds chirp melodious songs to cheer up Because of her grace,we boast ecstasy She will never give us burden or pain She grants us the imperishable love Even dark clouds across the sky bring rain , the rationale behind graceful rainbow But poor men incognizant of her worth Trying to ruin the heavenly earth