Mother Nature Mother Board

One sister is wise And infinitely older The other is recent And still learning At one time she Was admired and respected But now the golden child Takes all the love for herself With waterfalls she Creates a rainbow The other uses pixels In which we can view anytime we like One kills thousands with wind and rain To gain attention While the other Simply shuts down One was original Appearing at the very first The other was a jealous girl A half baked idea The hippies will eat all organic apples on their way to the Apple store. At the same time we poets type on our keyboards, "And oh how the seagulls soared." We can't pick our family. We love them both.