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