Poems About the Environment
Flying birds through the sky,
Warning me of others nearby,
Though I know they may be friends,
Seeing the tree,
Touching its leaf,
Feeling it's bark,
Sensing it's heart.
Hearing the wind,
A fresh new tooth juts from the EarthHeralding a wind to cools our bodiesAnd the whole world knows it's mirthIn the country it embodies.
You are like a breath of Oxygen.
You are a cold cup of water, a deep desire on a hot summer day.
Need to know where to goLooking for the soulLooking for the flowWalking the back roads
