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After The Bees


( After the Bees Conversation between Mother and Child the year is 2030* (or sooner) After the Bees were destroyed through better chemical living used in our foods used in our water, used in the air, after the bees were gone then the fireflys were next their lights went out one by one the night air no longer sparkles with their tiny glow No jar full of magic lanterns with wings for you no enchanted nights just nights full of hunger days full of fear no better life through chemicals.... I fear the crickets now are chirping our last song... poems go here)
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Moonsparrow
This poem is in the wrong category, I am not a teen poet, I am an adult. I am in theprocess of fixing this.

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