Nature's Spell Poem by Joseph T. Renaldi

A brilliant, morning sun appears on the horizon,
And songbirds begin to sing.
Wild flowers put forth a pleasant aroma,
While colorful butterflies spread their wings.

The earth is covered with a sparkling dew,
White, floating clouds appear in the sky,
Small animals emerge from the underbrush
As a flying predator soars on high.

Earthlings give praise for this awakening,
Bowing their heads with a genuine smile,
Giving thanks before the fading of dawn
Of nature's spell that is certainly worthwhile.