This morning as I walked along the road,
The winter’s shadow hung about the air;
And casted out its gloom. It was so cold;
But yesterday was spring like and so fair.
A flock of geese I watched the other day,
Perplexed they were as sure as I could tell;
Disoriented like they’d lost their way.
They soared in circles until evening fell.
What have we done to our sweet Mother Earth;
With our excessiveness and sins of greed?
And now that we’ve created this great dearth,
What will we do to rectify our deed?
We must act now before it is too late.
I hope we haven’t sealed our childrens' fate.
Nov 15, 2010
Nov 15, 2010 at 1:37 AM UTC
This morning as I walked along the road,
The winter’s shadow hung about the air;
And casted out its gloom. It was so cold;
But yesterday was spring like and so fair.
A flock of geese I watched the other day,
Perplexed they were as sure as I could tell;
Disoriented like they’d lost their way.
They soared in circles until evening fell.
What have we done to our sweet Mother Earth;
With our excessiveness and sins of greed?
And now that we’ve created this great dearth,
What will we do to rectify our deed?
We must act now before it is too late.
I hope we haven’t sealed our childrens' fate.
Copyright ©2010 Michele Cameron Drew
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