Mother Natures Cure
Hush,Hush.
The world is gently sleeping
breathing in the fresh air
its repairing, rejuveating.
Recovering from the virus
her temperature still rising.
And life support is still needed
her oxygen deplenished
Yet mother nature is still weeping
in despair at human kind.
Shes looking for a remedy
a cure for all her ailments
and we call it covid19.
Copyright © Stephen Pennell | Year Posted 2020
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