Poems ✍️

The Earth is singing soft and low,
A song of life through rain and snow.
Her forests whisper, rivers hum,
To every heart her call will come.

But we have cut and burned and spoiled,
Her treasures wasted, waters soiled.
Yet still she gives us air and light,
Still hopes we’ll learn to do what’s right.

Oh, gentle Earth, forgive our greed,
We’ll plant the trees, we’ll sow the seed.
Let peace and love in hearts arise,
And keep your beauty for all skies.