Hour 4, Poem 5

I saw the leaves shading a puppy
From merciless winds and cold rains
I saw the flowers reaching out
To a tired bee and let it rest
I saw the grass gently guiding
A lone rain drop to mother’s embrace
I saw the clouds hiding a traveller
From the Sun’s fearsome gaze
I saw the moon lighting up
A lost fairy’s way
I saw me and I saw you
Thriving by nature’s grace.

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