The environment is such a delicate thing,
Like a new born baby.
We need to nurture it,
Love it.
It’s like a fragile egg,
It needs to be treated with care.
It already has a few cracks in it,
It could shatter any minute,
We could kill what’s inside.
All of Antarctica could melt away,
Like an ice cream on a hot summer’s day.
All the animals could disappear,
Like your money at a sale.
The generations to come would have nothing left,
Except the problems we caused.
It would be too late to save the egg.
It’s shell in shards,
Like glass dropped on a hard surface.
The life of what’s inside,
Died a long time ago.
So we should start helping and caring for the egg,
Try to preserve it for the future generations.
It’s like a troubled teen,
It needs some help towards the right path,
And even after that it still needs some care.
So get out there and help the environment.
Even the smallest things count.
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6 comments:
Omg sparky Barkey... that was awsem. You can write a very good poem. love it very muchly.
l.o.l.
rebl xx
Why thankyou Rebl xx! How very kind of you!
2 long but good....xox :)
i disagree with chloe becuse i think that the poem was really good xx its really cool bibi ;)
my real poem was actually longer than that, I cut it down a bit!
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