Mother Earth's Sorrow
Her tears fall by the buckets, Shattering into tiny clear slivers, Before being consumed by the hungry mouth of the greedy soil. Washing over those who she has long sheltered, Even as they devour her loving soul. Ripping and raging through her, Claiming more than deserved, Still she openly gives time and again. In her arms she cradles to her breast, Protecting from Jack Frost's scorn. Her long warm fingertips caressing cheeks of the few uplifted faces as they sprayed across the sky, Dragging in... Sign in to see full entry.