Children are running to the park across the street
My dog is digging up the infertile soil in the yard
The sun is shining
The clouds are nonexistent in the bright blue sky
I can feel the grass growing, the trees talking
They are whispering the sweet sounds of the wind
The water in the canal is rippling with the breeze
Calling me to soak up the rays and bask in between the waves
It wants to whisk me away, downstream to the retention lake
It's littered with capri-suns and lunchables
From the children who were never taught better
Never educated on sustainability
Who are only concerned with living and laughing and playing
It could end up being too late for them
Too late to change and save our neighborhood, our world.
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