Death Of A Home Poem by Phil Soar

Death Of A Home

In the warmth of late autumn, when activity slows
The effect on our wildlife is a fact no-one knows
We can all sit and wonder, about the things we have done
But it will all come to nothing, when the planet is gone

Thursday, September 28, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: planet,autumn
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