There was a dry open land that once was a beautiful green.

There were flowers of every color you could even think of,
Pink, yellow, green, blue, violet.
Deer would run in the field, eating the small grass and drinking from the Crystal Lake. 
While walking through the field,
I saw a can… I kept walking thinking someone else would get it.
I came back… & guess what was there?
More trash, there was cigarettes butts in the once clear sparkling lake.
The deer are scarce probably starving for food, missing the warm sun in the field. There was candy wrappers in the grass, where the beautiful flowers once laid.  Now all remains are shriveled up flowers and no more green grass... All because you couldn’t make a change... 
Now I sit here and look at it all, just notice how small and drastic one piece of trash can change it all.
I swear to this day to throw it out, take that extra step.
Without it there won’t be any life, at all.