Poems About the Environment
In a world warming, change is our decree,
For carbon's grip, we must set free.
Actions we take, the path to renew,
Your skill is to throw a little dust of love into the deep well,
How did I get in between the walls
Four walls without a door
Was I dropped?
The room brimmed with darkness
Spring is coming
By Juno Byron
Spring is near!
Near yo'r wise eyes 'nd ear
Earth shall birth thee tree
