Mother Nature
How beautiful sweet Mother Natures gifts
With all the earth that breeds the flowers and trees
And all the mountains tall and rock faced cliffs
That tower high above the mighty seas
The saffron sunsets, and the fields of green
The birds, the bees and creatures ev\'ry one
Such miracles these eyes of mine have seen
That has me kneel and pray when day is done
When Mother Nature paints the clouds and skies
A work of art, the heavens can\'t deny
As well she paints the wings of butterflies
To pleasure those that watch them flutter by
When Father Time, is seen to play his part
A rose will fold and leaf fall from a tree
And sepia will age her work of art
Yet ever beautiful the gallery
\'Tis God himself the master of it all
So long ago these miracles He planned
When stood He on a mountain and let fall
The seed there in the hollow of His hand.