Feather In My Left Hand - Poem by Christina Sunrise
trash in my left hand a feather in my right
This is what I pick up on Earth day and night.
Protect the oceans, birds and seas
this is where they live
so why make it dirty?
Writtten by Christina Sunrise on August 31,2012
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