like nature, she was easy to love. on her good days she is easy to look at. easy to be with. easy to talk to. but the same people will tell you how difficult she is. she is too much. she is needy. she is rude. an angry woman. but nature gives so much until it no longer can. it is calm before the storm. and then it becomes too much. it takes a lot. homes. crops. lives. hopes, sometimes dreams. and god, she wishes she were as lovable as nature. people still crave the earth even after witnessing its storms. but the storms in her made people leave. her home made her an angry woman. life taught her to bite. so growing up, her dream was never to be rich or to have a big house. it was simply to be kind.