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Feb 2014
Mother Nature smiles down at her children,
proud to have made the beautiful creatures.
The great, strong, oak tree waves at her.
The soft cool dirt on the forest floor warms with love for her mother.
The birds sing a sweet lullaby for the one who gave them life.
Flowers smile up at sweet Mother Nature.
All of Nature's children stare at up her as she smiles down on them.
Mother's love is what the children need to survive,
and they thank her every day for making them thrive.
Mandy Smith
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Mandy Smith  America
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   Natasha Smith
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