Mama Earth Poem by Richard Jarboe

You're a time bomb, Mama,
Time to time you blow your top,
But you're a fine Mom, Mama,
Known to spin your lot.
And with that look in your eyes, no surprise,
You never stop.

You're a rocket Mama,
You blast off every day,
A sprocket Mama
Known to wheel away,
And with that look in your eyes, no surprise
Who's going to pay.

You're a shape shifting, Mama,
You make jungles disappear,
An ape lifting, Mama,
Known for second gear,
And with that look in your eyes, no surprise,
Who stays here.

You're stardust, Mama,
Made of what is and what's not,
A Mother Nature, Mama,
You're the only one we got,
And with that look in your eyes, no surprise,
You get boiling hot.