Nature

The day breaks cold and clear

Nature is filled with sounds and strife

A raptor soars high above

Searching for his pray

In the fields a small deer

Warmed by his mother, stirs to life

Moving through tall grass

Seeks only to play

A mouse scurries in fear

The day offers no comfort

To its nest, 

At last to rest

Nature offers freedom

We each have a place

All contribute

in the circle of life

As you can tell I am no poet, but I think from time to time it is good to play with words.