The skies around us,
change and grow.
The skies around us,
come and go.
But what if,
these skies fall.
What would we do,
what would be our call?
To go live on another planet,
or hope that it changes back.
But sadly, that power,
is what we lack.
Instead of using a car,
to get to the bar.
Take a walk,
and listen to me talk.
The earth is changing,
polution is arranging,
the layers of sky.
Beware soon you will have to say bye,
to all the flowers,
and precious hours.
So save our world,
unless you want a new world.
PEACE AROUND THE WORLD! !
Brooke Audino
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-skies-around-us/
