The trees are her soul
The animals her children
She can be calm at times
She can be feirce at times
She is the one that makes the flowers bloom each spring
And the leaves fall each winter
She is one with the earth
No other like her
So beautiful
And we take her for granted
Ripping her apart piece by peice
We make it hard for her to live and thrive
How selfish of us
We should respect our elders for mother Nature was here long befor our time
A contest entry
- Pic Prompt by Lil-Bit Crazy.
600 points, ended May 8, 2008, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
I hope she likes it
Comments
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think green..! great write here poet... thank you for entering and sharing this with me... and good luck...
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