In the forest deep and grand,
Where creatures roam across the land,
The tiger’s roar, a mighty sound,
Echoes through the trees around.
The birds they sing, a sweet refrain,
Above the fields of golden grain,
Their melodies, a morning cheer,
Bringing joy to all who hear.
Beneath the waves, the dolphins play,
Dancing in the ocean’s spray,
With leaps and spins, they show their grace,
In the deep blue sea, their joyous space.
As night descends, the owls take flight,
Silently through the dark of night,
Their calls a haunting, eerie tune,
Beneath the silver crescent moon.