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Mother Nature, Mother Earth

Mother Nature, Mother Earth.

If Mother Earth stood in front of you what would you say? 
Sorry for taking your whales away,
 Sorry for cutting your forests to shreds, 
Sorry little animals for taking your beds, 
Sorry polar bears for melting your ice, having to swim further to save your own live, 
Sorry to all the fish in the sea, because its to hot you try to flee.
 Sorry for the birds and the bees, not many left on the all gone trees. 
Sorry for the nuclear plants, but man seems to think that he must advance. 
Sorry for the wars we cause, they certainly are not gods or yours.
 Sorry for the faith man has lost, your biggest creation is losing with cost.

 If you were Mother Earth and told these things, what would you say to me?
“SORRY, SORRY, SORRY”, is all you have to say,”
  You destroy everything which we have given you”.
 ” The animals are going have gone extinct,
 You kill the air you so precisely need,
 You fight each other and call it in the name of god, which god do you perceive,
 The one with love to all, for all, which he created,
 Or the one who fell from grace with hatred. 

I would look at her with glee
 Because the earth sounds like the second scenario to me.
 The next question I would ask
 Mother Nature are we going to last
. If everyone on the earth of today
 threw down their arms and started to pray
would  god hear our prays in just that day
mother nature would look at me 
and look around at the all gone trees 
then she would bend down on her green leafed knees
A tear in her sunlit eyes saying to me
“Sorry to late”.

What would you do if Mother Earth or Nature stood in front of you?


The End.

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Amber Dawns Appeal

AMBER DAWNS APPEAL
 
                    A wish, a dream, from birth til death,
                   "Mummy I'm going to Disneyland to see Mickey Mouse”.
                    Beautiful words from a soul so small,
                    Everyday from dawn til dust her words stood tall.

                    Riddled with pain day in and day out,
                    Dammed Cystic Fibrosis from gene's it did sprout. 
                    New Zealand your money you gave with love, 
                    A soul you took and held, lent from above.

                    The Lions club helped to start your appeal,
                    And finally your dream was for real.
                    And your dream and your wish it finally came true,
                    When at four and a half off to America we flew. 

                    Pain to pleasure was over your face,
                    To Mickey you ran winning your race.
                    Ending your wish and dream touching his hand,
                    A smile on your face as Mickey swung you from land.
                                                     
                    As he knelt down with one knee on the ground,                         
                    You could hear a pin drop as the crowd stood around. 
                    You swung your arms around him and squeezed his neck tight,
                    Then you looked at him with a smile and eyes big and bright.
 
                   “Oh my Mickey Mouse I can die now”, was all you said,
                    One month later you passed away on Mickey’s home made bed.
                    I always knew you didn’t belong,
                    I always knew you didn’t have long. 

                   You were special and God knew that,
                   With his hands he sat you in my lap.
                   At four and a half he took you home,
                  Every day I thank him for my earthy loan.

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My Nanna

My nanna
Looking at my nanna sitting in her chair
Tweezers in her hand plucking her chin of hairs
Putting on her rouge and lipstick a bit over the edge
Shouting at her friend are you ready over the spring hedge
Off to town they go
Paying all their bills
Once a month she leaves her house and that is all my friends

My nanna the women that saved my soul, the woman I loved so dear
The meals laid upon the table heaven forbid if you were not there
And in the morn of Sundays come you would here her sound
Get out of bed its five in the morn your sheets I need to wash and air
My eyes full of ducks poop yawning form my mouth
Hurry nanna its freezing cold, hurry warm the house

On Sunday night its bath time and our hair must be dried
Don’t want you catching cold so she rubbed it till it shined
And if we got in trouble and we hurt our nana’s needs
On the lawn we would have to sit and dig up all the weeds
But all good things must leave this earth and nanna had to go
I miss her smile and warmth and touch but this I do know
She will always be with me and never leave my side
And it’s thanks to my nanna that I have survived

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Nannie

Nannie nice
Nannie stayed
Nannie gone

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Love

Love
Cry laugh
Pain cramp birth
Little fingers hold tight
Baby

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What, Where

what happened to the days of old
Where life was more presious than gold
What happened to playing in the streets
Where  the kids from the neighbour hood would meet
what happened to the long bike hikes
where picking berries for our nanna that  she so likes
What happened to the hottie's she put in our beds 
where she kept them hot every hour till we rested our heads
What happened to the days of unlocked doors
Where fear didn't seep into your pause
what happened to the days of babies being born
where laughter and love and family are not torn
what happened to the positive life
where once apon a time things were nice

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My Darling Twin

My Darling Twin

In our one womb we began
And we took our first breath on this land
Me so quite and you so loud
And we made our nanna very proud 

I remember her telling me quite a lot 
How poppy slapped you in your cot
You cried all the time when we came home
But after that you didn’t groan or moan

Then at five we went to school 
You were great and headed straight for the hall
But me I cried and run to mum
Don’t leave me here I’m to young

You so bright and me not quite
You helped me when I couldn’t get things right 
You helped me when I couldn’t spell cub
 From that day on you had my love 
  
Then we married and our children we had 
Me a girl and you a lad
What joy it was to be together 
But a storm was brewing we had to weather

Our two children that we loved
That god gave us from above
Didn’t have long on this earthly plain
But we will see them once again

We have shared love and pain
WE have shared loss and gain 
WE have shared our birthdays for 56 years
We will share them for many more white hairs
 
I love you my darling twin 
Over the oceans I would swim 
To be with you in our final days 
Which isn’t until 100 scorn and 11 days?

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If I Was An Animal What Would I Be

If I were an animal the great panther I would be,
Sleek and lean and shiny up there in my tree.
My claws of steel that strike with speed,
Only for food I preciously need.

The jungle my home my heritage here,
Passed down for my cubs that I hold dear.
The grass so long from predictors I hide, 
For here is where I go to survive. 

Once so many we roamed the beautiful land, 
But man are destroying us with there wicked hand.
Guns in one and dozers in the other, 
Soon I won’t have a sister or brother.

The panther the physic the seeing the knowing,
No longer is my kind growing and flowing.
Let there be peace to all on the land,
And let man give us a loving hand.

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Baby

A baby cuddled down
 evening fell gracefully
 head in jingles 
keeping love merry 
now open pleasure quilted rest
silent tranquil underlined
vague willingness Xmas
youthful zeal

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Amber

My
                                      Amber
                                 Soul a flame
                              Drifted to peace
                                        Four