Nature's Children
Gardens are nature’s children
Adopted by you and me,
We dress them how we want them
And invite all our friends to see.
Nature does most of the growing
Shows us colours in an array,
So then we can choose what we like
And organise a display.
Of course it takes hard work
To grow a garden from some seeds,
And I don’t like hard work too much
So my garden’s full of weeds.
Some big ones are called parks
Where children play on slides.
And then there are the giant ones
We call them countrysides.
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