Gone

April 28, 2009
By Juliann Lamb BRONZE, Ruidoso, New Mexico
Juliann Lamb BRONZE, Ruidoso, New Mexico
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The sun, the trees, a summer breeze
A look, a glance, a single chance
A chance, a hope, but we say nope
Well save our earth tomorrow

Tomorrow comes, tomorrow goes
But still a toxic breeze blows
The rivers polluted, the animals done
A chance for hope just wasted
GONE!


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