Environment Poem

One night I was sitting,
Under a tree,
With my brother and teddy.

It was a cold night and
We were fishing under,
The shining moon you see.

I don’t know,
When my eyes got closed and
I started dreaming, about the globe.

How one day it looked spic and span.
And everyone got along with each other,
As fast as a snap.

The whole world had changed,
In my dreams and
It made a whole lot more sense to see.

The world had changed,
Into a beauty,
This consisted of greenery!

There was no pollution,
Acid rain or global warming,
Because of the change humans did.

I saw new trees growing,
Everywhere and
Flowers blossoming here and there.

Next thing you know,
It all faded away because,
I figured out that I was dreaming again!
My Dream by Priya Sharma @FamilyFriendPoems

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