In these community with unity peaceful in the tree. Yet some seldom stopped to see The exquisite buntifull beauty. The moon and the stars in degree Rising sunshine over ever tree. The birds the bees never stopped to ask In the field, honey how you fell. They tickled the flowers as they passed.
Flowers sway aside the birds passed by.
The bees lingered on to find the nectar so sweet They all enjoyed the beautiful field. God gave us all the good things so free Why should my eyes forsake these I should see the beauty around me. On the beautiful field water run deep. In homoney I watched to see. My eyes watched and caught the birds in the tree.