The sun shines down
Upon the green ground.
The long grass sways
Like the tree sashays.

The songbird sings
The windchime rings
And flowers bloom
In colorful plume.

The clouds glide gently
The sun dips softly
The long grass sways
Like the tree sashays.

Poetry©Nolan_LaValley®29/03/2018™®©

I hope you like this one. I would like to give some credit to user48603772 for helping to come up with parts of the rhyme scheme. Thank you. If you liked this poem, please hit the star and leave a comment. Thanks.