Our backyard

I can feel grass between my toes

I can hear the leaves rustling in the wind

I can smell the sweet tree sap 

I can hear the birds calling each other

I can see a lizard crawling up the bark of an old tree

I can hear a river flowing calmly 

I wonder why our forests get destroyed

And why they dig up this land

Our world is heating up 

Our backyard is withering away

I fear one day we will have no land

No backyard.