Poems About the Environment
There's nothing good as merry as mellow meadows.
An airfield of gentle buzzing breeze; mine shadows --
And so it came, this wave, a curse, wild storm
And so it came, this wave, a curse, wild storm
feelings,
take an ax to my head
bullet to my heart
knife to my back
how it is,
the brightest colours fill my head
"will reach your destiny soon, heart said
the BLACK road the GREEN grass around
The peace rose tenderly tended grows,
In multiple seasons through out the year,
It’s opening beauty dispels war’s fear.
The peace rose tenderly tended grows,
In multiple seasons through out the year,
It’s opening beauty dispels war’s fear.