Why do some of Mother Nature's most beautiful gifts go unappreciated?
Posted in response to the challenge Climate and Our Earth - Visual Art.
Why do some of Mother Nature's most beautiful gifts go unappreciated?
Posted in response to the challenge Climate and Our Earth - Visual Art.
I scream at the top of my lungs, overcome with annoyance. I lift a flipper, and shove my brother splash into the icy water. Serves him right. That greedy guy would do anything for the last silverfish.
The storm has arrived;
It’s breath steals mine
And makes
the wind shriek
The storm has arrived;
It smothers my warmth
And makes
The fires die
If we can't be one, then we are none.
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