THE MOTHER NATURE.

Her smile always bright,

With her light breeze,

Every new dawn,

An opportunity to see her smile.

The world in order,

Just as she created it,

Tranquility her watchword,

Morality her rules.

Her breeze unpolluted,

Though civilization corrupted,

Her source we desire,

Our sins aggravated.

Mother nature unhappy,

Little we did for her joy,

As we seek her source,

So aggravated our sins.

Mother nature distorted,

Human nature retorted,

A once tranquil mother nature,

Turbulence she becomes.

Mother nature no longer smiles,

Her breeze, no longer light,

Every new dawn;

A pain to see her cry.