Forest poem
By Darian V H
The peaceful wind gently swept the brown leaves across the forest floor
The trees slowly swayed from left to right
The water trickled down the wet mossy stones
The flowers opened and hugged the light
The blue birds happily chirped to each other and sung
But as the warmth came the flowers closed
The trees stopped swaying and the water turned to steam
The earth was too dry to cry everything was dying
This is reality and we have to stop it