When Nature Is At Its Finest Poem by Sameena Ahmad

When Nature Is At Its Finest

When nature is at its finest,
It is morning.
Greetings from the day.
Birds chirp 
They sing of early sunshine.
How the morning glory chases away the darkness!

When nature is painting colors,
A vibrant rainbow is formed.
After a downpour, a queue of beads on their flight,
Glistening in the sunlight
When nature is at its best,
Our spirits are raised with zest.

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