Mother's Love

I was ill, yet people wanted to be me.

They adored me so much so as to betray me.

They yearned to breathe me, to feel me, to know me, inside out.

All I wanted, was love; friendship.

Their 'love,' seemed never enough, because it was too much, it was forced, tortured, twisted; stuck.

Now I have found true love, a love unconditional, and all she asks is that I love her just as much in return.

Unsurprisingly, I do, and it isn't hard at all, for I have known of her love since birth, since the beginning of atoms, since the crawling of her womb broke free from beneath the glaciers.

I have no space now for any love but hers,

I am filled to the top with love, for her love is all love, and all love is hers.

You know who she is?..

..Yes, you know who she is..our beautiful Mother Earth.

Our beautiful Mother Earth.

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