No one person knows everything of Nature of that's there's no doubt
And on Nature always plenty for to write about
Her wonders are many her secrets not few
Though every day of her we do learn something new
In Nature every day new wonders to see
The one from a tiny seed who can create a tree
All life forms in the health of Nature have some part to play
Even woodlice small flightless insects who live on rotting wood decay
Behind the bark of decaying timber from sight hidden away
The gleaners of Nature hidden from predators and the light of day
Breaking wood down to compost by Nature for them a given task
For to do her bidding is all of them she does ask
With the creative powers and the beauty of Nature there is none to compare
Though her secrets with humans she never will share.
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