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Light sparkles in the clover,
Yellow and blurr of bees
Are honeyed in the sun
And robins have come,
Yanking in the grasses,
So green is the moisten
Of the painting of the dew
And all is lolling in petrichor,
The soils running with slow
Time so shortly experienced,
Oils of wood permeate the air,
Lapping brooks bream into light,
The loft kestrel swirls in meadow
And chipmunks scuttle at base of tree,
Even the wind does freshly quiet, crisply,
There as a hug waiting for body and spirit,
Patches of white are disappearing, they know—
That one day we must all return, after winter snows.
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Light sparkles in the clover,
Yellow and blurr of bees
Are honeyed in the sun
And robins have come,
Yanking in the gasses,
So green is the moisten
Of the painting of the dew
And all is lolling in petrichor,
The soils running with slow
Time so shortly experienced,
Oils of wood permeate the air,
Lapping brooks bream into light,
The loft kestrel swirls in meadow
And chipmunks scuttle at base of tree,
Even the wind does freshly quiet, crisply,
There as a hug waiting for body and spirit,
Patches of white are disappearing, they know—
That one day we must all return, after winter snows.

Furious sun kept on showering it's heat,
Barren land has to take it indeed.
Rivers and oceans kept on drying,
Animals and birds kept on dying.
Forest keep on turning into palaces,
Leaving the environment with lots of damages.

The Exponential Exercise
We do to reproduce,
Expires Earth Extremely nice
And we have no excuse.

Our children’s children’s children’s child
Will look back onto you,
With blacking slacking lacking wilds—
It’s all because of you.

Mother Earth quakes
Absorbing heavens' tears
Like crystals on her greening robes
Her heart aches
She knows our fears
Within her are endless globes

forget all your selfish rights its about our world’s birthday

an organized campaign to remind you of public consciousness

lets think about our annual environmental concerns event, but just for one day

from grassroots to ancestral roots for our future youth

who needs clean air, water, energy anyway

Remember what you learned, now practice it in the next days

Earth is the real house, the greatest phenomena, in life’s miracle play

My birthright is give her my respects and repay

Not to turn it into mother nature’s biggest grave