For My Quiet Best Friend

She allows people to walk all over her,

But nothing stops her from spinning, bringing life and joy to everything she touches

She unites people from all religions, all races, all backgrounds; she is powerful

But her beauty goes unnoticed

She is destroyed, undermined, and abused 365 days a year,

But she continues to support us, letting us flourish while we slowly tear her down

You are amazing, Mother Earth!

This poem is about: 
Our world

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