Jan 12, 2016

253. The nature

Once I rode on my bike on a hilly road
Which was like a dream of a humble witch
I could hear the bees buzz here and there
Oh the bear with the bare foot walk by

What a lovely scene to be seen
Peace, is the piece of the rainbow
Patient not, if patience for love 
Sing the song aloud, that nature allowed

Wait for the day, to weigh the weight
Of the lovely deeds of the nature