The ground is wet and soft
The seeds are spouting
The
farmers are feeling hopeful
The sky is wide and clear
The beautiful birds are flying
The bird watchers are viewing
The plants and trees are growing
The flowers are smiling
The girls are picking them
The ocean is kissing the beach
The fish are jumping with joy
Fishermen
are trapping them
The forest is full of animals
Deer are roaming around
The
hunters are killing them
The plants are bearing fruits
They are sweet and sour
The ladies are picking them
The town market is full and busy
The businesses are booming
The customers are paying them
Mother, you’re everywhere
You’re not predictable
But you’re the provider
So we’re alive
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