Outside the backdoor
Lies a garden
Is in its shape
But the soil has hardenAll the flowers have sprout
And so did the leaves
But the cleanliness
Is going to leaveIf we keep on polluting
These beautiful places
Then it will be
In a terrible statusWe should keep everything clean
And not chop trees
Or there wont be
A house for the beesWe must plant trees
And clean the garden
Or else soon
We must pardonThe grass is leaving
And turns into a desert
It will all dissapear
If we put no effortLet us grab
A watercan and seeds
And start planting
Beautiful treesIn the future,
We might not have plants
So let us now
Make plansStart watering and watering
Every day
And growing plants
And maybe some hayDo not put waste
In the dirty water
Otherwise
We will have to go farther
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Environment
PoetryThis poem indicates the poor things we do to Mother Nature. We need to learn how to take care of the environment and not keep trashing it otherwise we will have no home.