Little fingers reach with glee,
Nature’s treasures there to see—
Pinecones rough, a bumpy feel,
Turning slowly, such appeal!
Softest petals, silky leaves,
Rustling sounds on quiet eves.
Sifting sand with careful grace,
Smiles lighting every face.
Crackling leaves and scents so sweet,
Each new texture feels a treat!
Tiny hands explore and play,
Learning more with each new day. 🌸🍂🖐️