She Is Nature
She is Goddess of Day
Her first duty is to Dawn
She paints a pale peach skyway
Spills dew on the waiting lawn
Nature is her - she holds sway
Over each flower, swan and fawn
Her's is the leafy archway
Mountain vistas yet un-drawn
Each Season she will obey
Eagerly waited upon.
Every elaborate bouquet
Our delight to chance there- on
From Summer's shady greenway
To Autumn's fiery walk-on
From Spring's brief flowery entree
To when Winter is long gone
She is Goddess of Day
We’re held forever by her song
Gifts we can never repay
Enraptured we look on
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