Poems About the Environment

Your skill is to throw a little dust of love into the deep well
Your skill is  to throw a little  dust of love   into  the  deep well,
Rationing The Strawberries
ration the strawberries and only eat two
ME, MYSELF AND THE FOUR WALLS
How did I get in between the walls Four walls without a door Was I dropped? The room brimmed with darkness
Spring is coming
Spring is coming By Juno Byron Spring is near! Near yo'r wise eyes 'nd ear Earth shall birth thee tree
True Love
I love you, because  I need you: It's positive  I need you, because
The trust of years
Love is something that always grows
Man, about his dream
Man woke up with big and scary dream Holding his head as man think
Digestive Physiology
Zebras, Antelopes, Hippos and some Frogs Choose not to dine on each other just because,  
THE PURPLE COW
I never saw  a Purple Cow, I never hope to see one. But I can tell you, anyhow, I'd rather see than be one!
I AM OF SAD GENERATION
My heart is conflicted I feel bemused to begin with I feel treed inside

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