The Valley Point

It rains again on the same land

The tides wash away names on the sand

The dense forests and long roads

Are filled with the beauty of nature of course

The sunrays so tender and warm

The pretty cattle in the village farm

The peach roses in the garden beside

The butterflies on it smiling like a bride

The path to the sweet river waters

The flock of birds with coloured feathers

The breeze from the seas in the west

The valley point with a view so best

People are missing such live beauty

As all are keen to migrate to the city

We are surely living but not life so pure

With artificial life, we can't sustain any more