Environment Poem

Poem About Wanting A Perfect Environment

Couldn't my dream be real? It is about a girl dreaming of a perfect environment, but when she woke up, she realized it was just a dream.

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This poem is just how I feel about climate change. It's beautiful. Thanks.

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I Was Dreaming!

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Published: April 2009

It was beautiful.
It was green and clean.
The smell of fresh air,
The sound of the river flowing,
I love everything happening there.
I pinched myself to see if it was real.
That was when I realized I was dreaming.
Couldn't it be real?

Now all wasted.
The color is just awful.
The smell of pollution is killing me.
The sound of traffic is giving me a headache.
I wanted my perfect dream to come through.
But again, I was dreaming!

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  • Ivy by Ivy, United States
  • 5 years ago

This poem is just how I feel about climate change. It's beautiful. Thanks.

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