A Nature’s Plea for Help

In the present all we can see

Are the birds the butterflies the bees and some trees

 

All around us

Is covered in green

From the lush trees to the ferny leaves

 

We hear the pitter patter of animals

Scampering across the plains

And we enjoy these sounds

But what happens when they fail

 

What happens when we can no longer hear the rustling of the trees

Or feast our eyes upon the birds the butterflies and the bees.

 

When all around us starts to burn

We will be engulfed with buildings and skyscrapers

And then we will start to learn.

By: Emily, Age: 15, Galway

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