And as summer leaves,
Fall sings through the breeze.
Flowers start to wilt
As the world tilts.
Even as it dies,
Nature is beautiful in all eyes.
In All Eyes
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Eyes Opened Wide
As a kid I would sit and listen to the rain,
Thinking of Mother Earth’s pain.
I knew our climate was rising,
My worry went ignored, unsurprising.
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