Nature is slowly dying

The green leaves whistle to the starry sky,

An eclipse moon is revealed by the clouds,

I lay on the grass yet I feel so high,

The wind blows past my ears and it’s so loud.

The moon shines on the pinecones above me,

Will they fall down or continue to hang,

many flowers surrounding yet no bees,

the sun rose up and the morning birds sang.

Nature can be beautiful and calming,

It has so much to offer to people,

Like trees, animals that we keep harming,

We need nature to make more treacle,

I watch the tree get burnt down by a fire,

a clean planet is all I desire.