I love the nature,
It's wonderful teacher.
When I get angry And nobody 🙅 care,
It is one who wipe my tear.
🌧rain, summer 🌞🏖️ or ❄⛄winter,
It changes it's type but not its nature.
In bright summer ,
trees trunk acts as my cover.
wind knock my door ,
it feels like I am at shore.
it is like my mother,
always care but never bother.
It loves me like a madman,
but I exploit it like a badman
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So guyss it's my first poem tell me how is it
Plzzvote share and do not copy my work