Loveuary Day 23 For the Love of Earth.

The lovely and talented Ritu of butIsmileanyway .com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

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Today is Day 23, I have used my own prompt today, Mother Nature’s special love of us. This is a poem I wrote in 2013.

And yet you love us still

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You are old now and you are tired

Your body raped and parts of you burned and fired.

Yet you love us still.

You are patient with us now even though we treat you ill.

You were young once golden and new

Greener than green, seas and rivers running blue.

Young then younger than time

Fresh and pristine then unlike now choked up , dirty and covered in grime.

Yet you love us still.

You are patient with us now even though we treat you ill.

What promise you had though, when brand new you graced the heavens before we gouged you out and burnt your soul and all things bad upon you wrought.

Yet you love us still.

You are patient with us now even though we treat you ill.

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You felt the thaw of ice ages then felt them come again,

Strange and huge beast wandered over your plains,

You saw man arrive and you watched his growing pains.

You nursed us gently as we as humans grew.

Sadly, we ungrateful, turned on you.

Yet you love us still.

You are patient with us now even though we treat you ill.

How beautiful fresh and new were you

When only wild beasts and flowers grew

When storms were all that raged

Man had not yet started his cruel selfish rampage.

All of you was fresh and new and you had such great things to do.

Now we have dragged all that is good from you.

We have laid you waste, you can no longer start anew.

Yet you love us still. You are patient with us now even though we treat you ill.

Sadly we have pushed you toward your end ,

We were ungiving , selfish we stole we did not bend.

We took from you and did not replace ,

We have fought wars across your body and we have scared your face.

Yet you love us still.

You are patient with us now even though we treat you ill.

Oh! Earth mother we have pulled you on at such an un-holy pace ,

You have tried to warn us but we have slipped through your fingers so far grace.

Your end is nigh and and it is all our fault ………..

And yet you love us still.

You are patient with us now even though we treat you ill.

Author: willowdot21

Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Back in 2010 I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust. I will of been married 53yrs this comming year. I have found different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light. My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and be as strong as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well. I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits. View all posts by willowdot21

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