Poems About the Environment

all of us are good at something we have talents possessed inside that is gifted
That grass, moving back and forth, at the end of the world will be the only thing alive.
Beautifully sustained Naturally retained Trees standing tall in their glory
Separate Has never been And never will be Equal.
In darkest night, sleep Nothing more happens Wrong. Plenty happens at night
I am a little girl from a third world country And I fight for water because it’s hard to find from where I’m from
A Saguaro was killed in the street today, I wept as each car ran it over Poor thing it didn’t get to see a hundred
The Path That Leads to Nowhere
Falling down, the fiery leaves plummet to a cold rigid Earth. How time goes so fast, it soars.
gazing at the sky with great adorn only lasting till the morn when looking your way i feel the warmth

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