Nature's Queen Poem by Herbert Dry

Golden strands of hair moved by a gentle breeze blue
eyes with depth as the seven
seas
She walks in moon light across the meadows and into
the forest for her a place to walk the trees shed their
leaves

Wild flowers release their alluring scent for her to
wear
Springs sends forth pure water for her complexion
fair

A voice so soft song birds hush just to listen to her
sing
Across the meadows into the forest happiness to all she
brings