Mother Earth

 The earth in which I came from, rich, fertile, black, and warm. 

Born into a cocoon of love. 

Held close and protected. Mother Earth loved me more than I could bare to understand. 

At a tender age, never went without, even on the roughest of days, my Earth provided. 

Through Earth quakes, tsunamis, flooding's, volcano eruptions, she stood tall. 

She provided and prepared us to see another day. Although she is stressed and underappreciated, still, like the season of winter transitioning into spring, she always blossomed. 

A atmosphere of love, she welcomed us. I'll love her forever for it. I put her on a pedestal, allowing the galaxy to see all her glory. 

I thought she was beautiful, a breathe of fresh air, a warm spring morning, a hot summer day, she smelled of home.

 I couldn't have done it without her, a pillar that stood tall, a foundation in which we would seek shelter from the storm. 

She never abandoned us. I sat with her, hoping that she knew through all the bad weather I'll be there with her. 

She loved us. I loved her.