А знаете ли вы, что мать-природа когда-то была ребёнком?
Oh, have you ever heard the tale so bold,
Of Mother Nature, once young and uncontrolled?
Yes, it’s true, she was once just a child,
Running wild, free and far from mild.

With her hair flowing in the breeze so sweet,
And barefoot, dancing in the summer heat,
She would play among the flowers and trees,
And chase the butterflies with such ease.

But as she grew up, she learned to nurture,
And became the world’s ultimate curator,
The mountains, oceans, and the skies,
All of them under her watchful eyes.

So, next time you’re strolling through the woods,
Or marveling at the oceans and their moods,
Remember that they were all once young,
And with time, they became earth’s beloved among.

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