Fresh air that blows in your face
And the smell of flowers that just gives you grace.
Plants grow, and in the winter they get buried in the snow.
Oh, how it makes me lose control!
Snow oh snow, don’t come back, give my plants back what they lack.
The bees! How would they get pollen,
If the snow keeps on fallin’?
Summer nights they carry it to make honey for us all.
The honey they make, oh what a wonderful taste!
It’s oh so neat, and a nice sweet treat.
Worms squirm around leaves and they eat, eat, eat.
They help to keep soil fertile and give plants space to breathe.

Without plants, where would we be?
For the world loves plants; the flowers, leaves, and trees…
And the plants love the fresh air, the worms and the bees.