NO MORE SUNSHINE IN THE VALLEY

October 7, 2009
In the valley
The sun shined warmly on my face
A breath of fresh air
A gush of cooling wind
The softness of the green grass beneath my feet
A sturdy tree to climb
Strong branches to swing on
Fresh fruit to eat
Suddenly a flow of black clouds rain down on the

valley
The air chokes me
The wind blows hot
The grass turns brown and hardens
The sturdy tree is crippled
The strong branches brake like twigs
The fruit riots
The sun is hidden
No more sunshine in the valley
The pollution kills it





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