Save the Islands
By Iseult C
As birds fly,
and as the skies cry.
Trees are dancing,
and leaves twirl in the air.
We all care, for these precious islands,
that are becoming as empty as drylands.
Gentoo penguins, grasslands and glistering waterfalls,
sadly coming to an end,
islands are as precious as gold,
we all need to put a foot forward,
to protect what we have left of islands' beauty.