Pre-Cambria

All the little animals swam up to feel the air that day.

They danced in the water like they never had before.

I know they did.

 

My science teacher says that they never knew it was coming.

And he says they all went slowly, one by one.

 

But I know.

I know that Pre-Cambria was full to the brim

With light on its last day.

 

The last breath of the old world was never a deflating, normal 

Sigh, like they say it was.

 

It was a gasp.

Posted in response to the challenge Climate and Our Earth - Writing .

wph

VT

16 years old

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