Poems About the Environment
The world that we live in feels so cold
The attitude the world lingers is becoming so old.
One job that can change face of the world is nothing you'd expect.
Not a civil rights activist, or a world peace advocate.
Day by day goes by and I see her pretty face, day by day and yet I can never get a taste.
As I age on, I'm finally able to see
My dreams are no longer what they use to be, because of the value that grows on trees.
People who live ignorantly will one day be fighting for a time machine
Because of littering, the ground will never be clean