(A Tribute to Florida's Everglades)
Legendary beauty
That I once read about in a book
It’s heart breaking to see you withering
Left with almost completely dried up roots
We haven’t appreciated you
Using everything you have to give carelessly
And now that it’s almost too late
The irreparable damage has become easy to see
The river of grass is drying up
The swamps are not as deep as they used to be
Wild life is disappearing
While invading organisms start making a living
Yet besides all these negative attributes
Your charm still remains
And this became apparent
As I stood in your swampy terrain
Even though we’ve hurt you deeply
We’re trying to restore you to your original splendor
So generations will be able to see
Everything you have to render
It is sad poem of reality, the disappearance of earths beauty. I enjoyed reading it, hopefully it is not too late to fix her(mother earth) :) -Karina
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dying nature's beauty can only be restored if we now stop hurting and leave it on its own! Thanks for sharing, a 10.