Zuata River

In Venezuela's land so grand, There flows a river, oh so grand, Zuata River, it is called, Through valleys deep and forests sprawled. Within the Orinoco's embrace, Zuata River finds its place, Its waters clear, they gently glide, Reflecting nature's wondrous pride. The river's banks, a vibrant scene, With plants and trees of every green, Birds sing their songs, so sweet and clear, Their melodies, the heart will cheer. Animals come to drink and play, In Zuata's waters, they find their way, From capybaras to jaguars, Nature's beauty knows no bars. So let us learn, both young and old, To cherish rivers, like Zuata bold, For in their flow, life's secrets hide, A precious gift, we must abide. Random page: UMD