Flower

Days go by and season
shows her new face
For lives to keep on go,
she has plenty to grow
Trees, flowers, sherbs…
and fruits, nuts, herbs…
Oceans, rivers, lakes…
and fishes, weeds, whales…
She Nurtures her children
from cruel pollution brain
Brave, beauty, gigantuous…
And pure, serene, magnanimous…

Thank you mother Earth for having us.