Mother Earth Poem by Flamora Clevare

Mother Earth



Birds, bunnies, and even a fawn

This is the Earth we live on

There are more than 7 seas

But not many trees

We make buildings and more

When the Earth is very very sore

It isn’t hard to throw a wrapper on the ground

And for fossils and other things to be found

Yet we can’t clean up this big ole mess

Maybe God is giving us a test

Saturday, January 23, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: buildings,earth,giving
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