I saw you growing from a fish-bowl window
Not tall, but ordained with love on every stem.
Watched you gracefully avoid the limbo
stick, while refusing to bend unlike the rest of them.
You've got sunsets reflecting from you
mixed with leaves and falling rain.
Mama, mama, what's this world done come to
when we can't enjoy life outside of the window pane.
Mother nature, you're my
Good, you're my good mood booster
When riding 'round out in South Dakota
your magnitude was apparent at every turn.
You're like a teacher when our minds are open.
Continuous lessons for the ones who want to learn,
and I'm your student in the greatest sense.
Don't need paper, just enlighten me with the wind.
Most of your children remain with brains so dense
that they watch the glow until the natural light ends.