Our Home

• Sarie Beeton, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2022

As I see the petals gleam,
I listen to the blue stream.
Pink, Blue, and Green,
Are all the colours that I've seen.
I drift into my own world,
As I watch the clouds twirl.
But then I see something shine,
And it makes the world whine.
The rubbish blows in the sky,
As I feel tears fill up my eye,
We must all work together,
Or else our world will be gone forever.
But hope is still there,
It is so easy to help and care.
Our Home can come back,
It is only the love that we lack.