Open arms and open heart
she gives her majestic gifts
Spring flowers
singing birds
blue skys
and forests green and a live
Like childern we test her
not listening we act with out thought
and reap what we sow
Just like a mother always does
she forgives
tells us let lessons be learned
only fools repeat there mistakes
Now like prisoners
we wait in our jail called earth
hopeing that a visit from our mother
is soon coming to once again fix our mistakes
but she hides
not wanting to see her childern
deafeted and broken
Mothers nature
good to us
and we broke her heart
vincent armone
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mother-nature-17/
