Beyond Earth Hour
Here Comes The Rain
Drip, Drip, Here comes the rain
The scent, the wetness, falls on my window pane
The inner child wants to go out to play
Roll on the grass, this rainy day
Drink, Drink all the earthly blessing
The rain will end soon I am expressing
The hour will come again soon one day
When your inner child can come out to play
Please try to go beyond earths hour by using this environmental tip:
Instead of using paper plates, cups etc., I uses my dishes and hand wash them saving money, water, and trees!!!
Written by: Debra M. Falgout
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