Mother Nature
As her hands swish and creak in the wind.
Her green hair grows from the suns grin.
Her head erupts when she is mad,
And when it rains we know she’s sad.
While you don’t know she is all around us.
When changing seasons, she’ll never rush us.
For she is mother nature, the land that we see.
She fills our hearts with gloom and glee.
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