Somehow I wrote this recently.
There’s are trees in a meadow and a stream drifting by Among those trees and in that meadow, there go I
There’s a bay by the ocean and a lake way up high By that bay and near that lake, there go I
There’s a moon up above and many stars in the sky Below that moon and under those stars, there go I
I am always part of nature, and nature part of me Wherever I go, there is nature and H B
Maybe I’m a poet But didn’t know it.