Nature And Life

Of my worth as a writer I harbour some doubt
But there's always something for to write about
The blue sky is dappled with woolly looking clouds of gray
And the sun it is shining 'tis a beautiful day
The butterflies flitting in the freshening breeze
Around the flower beds and blossoming bushes and trees
Were I a poet of such beauty I would write
That lovers of poetry would read and recite
The presence of Nature is all around me
And everywhere I look her beauty I do see
The swallows above the park chirp as they fly
I do envy them their freedom of the sky
Though my worth as a writer leaves a lot to desire
Nature and life to write of me does inspire.