Water

• Cameron Hawkless, Grade 4
• Poetry
• 2018

The flaming hot sun beams down on you.
Heat has already started to get to you.
Every time the sun starts to shine,
What is it, that we like to use? Its water.
That fine Water. It comes from the sea,
The rain and the tap too.
We have used it, Drunk it, swam in it.
We have seen it, bought it, bottled it. But most of us, pollute it!
This is our earth. Nothing can buy a new one.
Without water fish will die.
With young and old all around tell them the rule:
no problem is greater than the one caused by litter.