Lightning strikes throughout her hair,
She decorated the Earth that we share.
Her emotions flood all over town,
Disasters occur if she doesn’t calm down.
When her tears fall, we feel the rain.
Our souls are taken through all of her pain.
Tornadoes, lightning, mud slides and hail,
Powerful storms formed by each powerful wail.
When she’s happy and calm,
The sun brightly shines from her left palm.
Rainbows and stars line her chest,
Then birds sing their songs as they fly from the nest!
When she is calm and at rest,
Her nature land is at its best.
We feel settle and happy too,
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