Perfect You

You are the ocean, Sparkling blue and green...serene Wind blows east to west You are the sky, dear, Painted baby blue...I've seen You...resting on clouds You are the river, Rapidly running...running... Away from the hills You are the mountains, Crowned with snow, shining aglow Oh, you never fail To impress me so You are the nature of God - A grand creation A beautiful pic - You are perfect and epic... Eight hundredth poem!