Thanking Mother Nature

• Emma Penca, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2020

climbing from the Ground
the Forest life abounds
as the Clouds let go their burden
watch them sob, sob, sob.

sleeping in the Soil
Mother’s Sons uncoil
Pitter Patters call them
with their throb, throb, throb.

we sing and breathe new Air
laud what Mother bears
the Forest green, once lifeless
now glows, glows, glows.

in its Magic was a dearth
so we’ve learned to share with Earth
lest we be the author
to Her woes, woes, woes.