When It Comes To Nature

Though my wonder of her only does seem to grow
So little about her i can claim for to know
Though i can tell apart a ram from a ewe
But on the knowing of this i am not one of a few

But we learn as we live as the wise one does say
And of Nature we learn something new every day
And the more i learn of her the more i realize
That of her i know little this is not a surprise

Nature has beauty that is always rare
And with her none other can hope to compare
The one who from tiny seeds creates beautiful flowers
None other does have her creatives powers

On her Mother Earth we depend on for to live
But we take and take from her and in return to her nothing give
Of Nature and her ways how ignorant we are
More carbon emissions for every new car

In the acquiring of knowledge us humans have come a long way
But for knowledge is the abuse of our Earth Mother the price we must pay
What we do unto her to all of humanity we do
And of blame this includes me and does not omit you.