Poem on nature

Our amazing forest;

 Endless greens to roam,

Trees, leaves and plants,

Animals would call it home.

A while back when it was free

Many trees would be happy.

Species had lots of plains to enjoy

The great place to be when you’re unhappy.

One dreadful day, construction workers came

And cut down trees without care.

They used the wood to make furniture

And all species could do was say a prayer.

And just like that!

 Nature was no more

And as quick as a wild cat 

Their wishes were completely ignored.

Our amazing forest  - 

 Where endless greens to roam,

Trees, leaves and plants.

Animals would call it home.