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SHE IS BUT A CHILD
Is it possible nature is but a child...
Let me try to verify:
She loves to play with crayons;
have you seen the way she paints the sky?
Her colors cover everything
and she never stays within the lines...
When she’s hungry her stomach grumbles
In the wind sometimes she whines.
She laughs at all the little things
she gets tickled by the breeze
Her attention changes quickly
from the flowers to the trees.
She often cries for no reason
she is changing every day
sometimes...she even smells bad...
other times...like a bouquet.
She fills our days with sunshine
She’s a constant source of light
But just like any baby
she needs her sleep at night.
With nature, each day is an adventure,
you never know what to expect
perhaps nature…
like a child…
is something we should try more to protect.
