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Kudos to Mother Earth

A  respite, the place of our birth

We are like caterpillars

she our cocoon

spinning webs like a spider

to catch us if we fall

Our sustenance are the fruits of her soil

With her loving arms she embraces us

at the end of life’s toil

No other love can be compared to that of Mother Earth

© Norma Bobb-Semple 2016