Poems About the Environment

To Mama Gaia
I wish there was a way for me to assure you That I do all that I can to thank you 
Mornings
I love the way the sun seeps through the blinds and the warmth dancing on the small wooden surface of my coffee table.
How The Days Go By
Monday was dreadful.
Empty
Dear succeeding Earth, nothing but complete and utter silence. Nothing at all.  
The Falling Leaf
Dear Leaves during Autumn,
Dear Mother Earth
Dear Mother Earth, I am sorry for the way we have treated
Mountain
Dear Kevin,
Look Twice and Save a Life
Look twice, save a life they said, I thought once, considering the instruction;
Sincerely, Older Me
Ezra E. Ohly 165 East Street Wellington, Oh 44090  
Paper is good
Paper is good plain as the rain.  Made from wood a poor tree's pain.  Creations that could

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