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Mother Nature

Writing a nice poem to signify my love
For all things wonderful of natural beauty
A river or a tree be it tall or fruity
Lions, tigers or bears, handling with iron glove

A flying flock of birds hovering overhead
Chasing the perfect wind to glide for their safety
From their dangerous prey, they need to be crafty
Avoid the hidden traps, demons from sea of red

Now back to the mountains as tall as my eyes see
Goats climbing the hill sides to fresh canyon water
Our natural Mother, avoiding the Father

Imagine the eagle fishing in the wide sea
Freedom of pollution of hazardous outset
My lungs have a clear breath, finally I'm reset

◄ Cotton

Fantasy ►

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