Earth’s Poem

The lush green grass
The softest of hue
Summer leaves to cover
The earth and the dew.

The sweetest bird call
Softens the mind
The elm and the maple
Gifts for mankind.

My Earth's precious stories
Are dwindling now
Give me the beehive
No not the plow.

Please come and join
They'll create a new idyll
The gift of the hummingbird
It serves all who dwell.

Preserve and procreate
The color of lawn
So precious and lovely
Greet me in dawn.

Plant a feeder or hive
The lone cricket's call
Some seeds for the jay
Earth's great dinner hall.

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