Poems About the Environment

The woods are a place of mystery.  The rivers that streame, the animals that live,
Leaf on the ground Silent with the morning dew Will we stay the same?
  “The Fast Fifty”, the schools “greatest solution” to drug use and sale. Yes, this is for a good cause.
  I can’t figure this out. Do we change throughout life? Or one person the day we were born,
The ocean is apart of every day life... Which enable us to use it daily for purposeful usage...
A frozen fork of / water dying is reborn / in gushing spring stream
Golden air of mountain,The Trees glow with the sunset light,They sing their own goodnights. Though not a last goodbye,From stream to moun
In the desert lightning strikes, An act deadly for the dry wild fields, Under the brush a spark ignites,
More emotion than you could ever know is poetry Yes , its when I feel a vague entity
A frozen fork of / water dying is reborn / in gushing spring stream

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