A tiny sapling
With a patch of sunlight
Its spotlight shines
It quivers in fright
Tall trees surround
The small baby tree
Who want to grow tall
As tall as the eye can see
Slowly it grows
As children sit in its shade,
And as it grows tall
Its worries begin to fade
It lives a good life
With friends all around
But one day a “CHOP”
Sends the tree to the ground
Then all around
It sees lots of streets
Buildings and cars
And people with feet
Its world now destroyed
It cried tears of sap
Knowing its tree friends
Can never grow back
With its last breath
The tree looks up at the sky
Surrounded by nature
The old oak tree dies.
The forests are dying
So if you want to breathe
The world needs more people
Who speak for the trees.
2 replies on “Ecosystem Ballad”
Dear Kiley,
What a beautiful and tear provoking poem. not only am I so very proud of you but you always give me something to ponder when you write.
I love you very much,
Grandma
Thank you very much! The reason I write poetry is to give someone something to think about. I love you,
Kiley