Mother Earth and Father Time are walking hand in hand.
They're visiting their children and checking on their land.
They view the worlds destruction everywhere they turn.
They fear their precious children are never going to learn.
''This earth should be their playground with joys beyond belief
yet, all these children seem to know is senseless pain and grief.''
''How do we teach our children to care for such a place?
They may not get the message till we slap them in their face.''
The children are oblivious to even basic rules.
That's why so many people grow up looking like such fools.
Mary if you skip 'of' before rules it will sound better. Very true poem, well done. H
Well you've done it this time Mary, Mother Earth and Father time walking hand in hand.This to my mind is your greatest achievement as yet to date.Brilliant! Love Duncan
The frightening reality of what is happening in this country, lie in the words of this poem. I like it very much.
I see kids now doing such damage to their enviroment, very sad, Litter all over the place, they couldn't walk two steps to a waste bin if they tried. I do wonder what schools teach them nowadays.It was drummed into us at school to respect people and things. Nice poem. Sincerely Ernestine.
Thanks Herbert........that get left during my rough-drafts, it wasn't meant to be there. I missed it. Good eye! Sincerely, Mary
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, we children of the earth do have much to learn. Will we ever? Beautiful poem and great read. Thank you. Rickie