While I Sit With Flowers Around Me
While I sit with flowers around me,
I see many butterflies and a bee
They remind me of summer days
When I sit on the beach and agaze
Gaze, agaze and think what makes our earth
Then I realized that was not the question, but what it is worth
It is worth o so much, yet why do we pollute it
And for how much we need the earth, it is not worth it
Copyright © Alexander Millar | Year Posted 2006
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