Gone are the days
When afternoon was
Best part of the day
When our art classes
Were held under the trees.
Collage
Mosaic
We crafted them there
Then was the only time
School was fun
Now the trees are gone
My son says there's none
At their school
They even have p.e lessons indoors
My heart is heavy
We have to be heroes
Save the trees
Thus our children's future.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Days are gone with afternoon college music. Very fantastic poem shared.10