Colour Me Green Poem by Joyce Hemsley

Colour Me Green



Wind Turbines:

Without electricity, where would we be?
We might as well jump into the sea.
Life would be dark for you and for me.
Freezing in the cold, with no energy...
As in those primitive days of old.

So when breezes blow
from the North to Southend,
abuse them not ~ refuse them not.
Make wind power your friend.

Thursday, November 13, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: wind
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Joyce Hemsley

Joyce Hemsley

Portsmouth England
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