Toy Boats Made of Paper

Think, children: what will you tell your grandchildren when they ask about Earth--once bursting green and red and yellow with blossoms everywhere, and bushes serene in shadows of lime-colored trees, with bird songs filling the air? I hope you'll remember turquoise seas brimming with life, color dancing on water, boats with white sails, beaches, seagulls, sandpipers, whales. Men fishing creeks, children's splashing feet, sitting beneath Summer's lush leaves, making toy boats made of paper. I know you'll recall purple mountains so tall, snow-crested peaks of lilac at eveningfall; inhaling perfumed blossoms and wonder of pines, you could hear aspens whispering, jays poking fun, noisy creeks in their run, deer peeking quickly behind gentle oaks, a magical potpourri for the mind. Grandchildren will smile as you gaze out the window, attempting to find memories of Earth as it was long ago, before losing our way in pollution's crazed mind. But now all she can find: industries' emissions, urban pall, oceans clogged, forests burned, icecaps gone, plastics, dust, muck, sun going blind... toy boats made of paper, bird so....... forgotten now