Preserve Mother Nature, With Love
Mother Earth in beauty shows the fruits of her fullness.
Interwoven destiny amid the living and the dead.
As God designed, she wastes not, each atom a success.
The future lies within man’s hands and death upon his head.
Replenishment was the Creator’s plan and his first command.
Mother Earth has done her part, autonomously from the start.
Man, since then, enjoyed the mirth and bounty of her land.
Avarice and intellect gone astray, disastrous results impart.
Man has capacity for conservation, compassion, and greed,
Intellectual choices he makes can build or destroy.
It is with preservation mankind must proceed.
Reuse and recycling must, today, be man’s main employ.
Cricket sounds and chirping birds lull the weary heart.
Dawn and dusk paint the skies, exquisiteness from above.
And so it was from the start, her beauty God did impart.
Let us all together work; let’s preserve Mother Nature, with love.
© May 6, 2011
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
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