#WritcoPoemPrompt6
The river that flows down the hill,
Is never able to be a moment still,
The rocks and pebbles at it's edge,
Lie as steady as the dead,

Flowers are dancing in the wind,
Until they are all exscind,
Beauty lies over the flower field,
While the trees acted like their shield,

No clouds appeared in the sky,
You can see the sun shining bright,
The ray shone like a miracle,
Piercing the earth like the sword of Michael,

Nature gave us life,
For us to live and thrive,
We've survive so many generations,
So let us take care and save mother nature,