Mother Nature

Today I see the most beautiful girl.
Her body is entirely bathed in the sun’s warm, golden rays,
while the cool and breezy air lightly whips her hair around.
She frolics with such grace through her garden,
working tirelessly as the animals watch her plant her flowers.

Today I see the most beautiful girl.
The bright, yellow sun beats down on her,
as beads of sweat begin to collect on her forehead.
She lovingly provides her flowers with water,
so they will continue to bloom to adulthood.

Today I see the most beautiful girl.
The once bright sun has since subdued,
and a brisk autumn wind now swirls around her.
She looks on as her plants slowly age,
with their leaves tinged in brilliant reddish and yellowish hues.

Today I see the most beautiful girl.
She shivers as she walks through the freshly fallen snow,
so cold that icicles begin to form on her locks of hair.
She weeps for the loss of life,
as her once fertile garden is now a barren wasteland.