Poem-Mother Nature

MOTHER NATURE

Mother nature, mother nature

You shower us with

So many gifts

From dawn to dusk.

In the morning I see your gifts

Of chirping and singing birds,

The buzzing bees and the breeze,

The trees, the river, the rain,

The flowers, the hills, the mountains

I see them all from dawn to dusk.

But then, why do people cut trees

Pollute the river, blast the hills?

Mother nature, mother nature,

Don’t they want a beautiful earth?

Plese don’t spoil mother nature

Save her beauty and her stature.