The sights you see

The sights you see

The sights you see all around,
in the sky and on the ground.

The butterfly flies up to the skies,
right before your very eyes.

The big bullfrog croaks and hums,
sounds like a big, hollow drum.

The hoot owl hoots up in the tree,
sees as far as his eyes can see.

The sights you see all around,
in the sky and on the ground.

The firefly flickers off and on,
leads you hither, leads you yon.

The cricket chirps her cheerful tune,
beneath the shining, summer moon.

The bunny hops and never stops,
until he finds some clover tops.

The sights you see all around,
in the sky and on the ground.

The sparrow flits here and there,
chirping loud and chirping clear.

The groundhog waddles like a duck,
thought the mud and through the muck.

The dragonfly's wings flap fast and furious,
I love to watch him. I'm so curious.

The sights you see all around,
in the sky and on the ground.

Image by: By J.M.Garg Own work, CC-BY-SA-3.0, via Wikimedia Commons

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