The Gift

The sun, a cheeky ball of fire,
Wakes us up with morning's glow.
It's nature's caffeine, free for all,
No queues at Starbucks, what a show!
Winds dance by with playful gusts,
Ruffling hair and spreading cheer.
It's like nature's own DJ,
Mixing tunes from far and near.
Rain falls down in liquid gold,
Quenching thirst of field and stream.
It's Earth's own sprinkler system,
Keeping everything so green.
Clouds float by in fluffy troops,
Nature's own imagination.
Kids see bunnies, grown-ups too,
Sky-high entertainment station.
Elements play in harmony,
A concert we get to attend.
Front row seats to nature's show,
No ticket price, just comprehend.
So praise the sun and wind and rain,
And clouds that paint the blue.
They're working overtime, you see,
To make a better world for you.
Remember folks, it's not so bad,
This planet's quite a treat.
We've got free light shows every day,
And that's pretty hard to beat.