.:Crayola:.

There still are seedsThere were trees Orchards of peach trees Aligned like soldiers carrying Majestic orange baublesThere still are seeds
There were trees Now roads of black
And cars emitting
No purity
There were trees And now stand buildings and
Poles, tall, lean, towering Poking into the purity high above
There were trees Where there are large Earth-wrecking monsters Green earth to metal and glass
But here In a gently nurtured pocket of
Love and hope Grow some new seeds
Growing bright young minds Education, future bloom


Calming Waves CrashingPure Clear Crystal HarmlessCalming Waves Crashing
Trickling in a quiet brook Rays of sunlight scattering Leaves swirling Twirling
Frozen in lemonade Cooling on a sweltering day The glass is sweating Dripping
Spurting from the sprinklers
In the patch of beautiful rain Little feet dancing
Laughing
The morning dew Bejeweling spiders webs  


Create the Funsoft glow of the sun before it goes to bed shimmer of the sea ripples winking in the light shine of thine eyes laughter lives there slow is the swing only rocking, feel the beat song of the birds early morn they greet sips of cool nectar glide over thirsty tongues sweet, fresh fragrances waft among the lush silent breeze swirls &nCreate the Fun
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Now me lay down to sleep.
Mow da zeebas down like sheep.
Give dem to me nice and dead.
Me no happy til me fed.
-Bedtime prayer of crocs, Pearls Before Swine
My Faith in Humanity:366
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