Mother Earth

Walking on a green field,

with soft, velvety grass,

still wet from morning dew,

birds chirping in a distance,

and tress rustling with leaves flowing,

Breathing fresh, crisp air,

and absorbing warmth of the sun,

I can feel the nature playing it’s role,

for everyone seemed happy and calm,

contented to be here,

nurturing Mother Earth,

and moving on. 

 

 

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