Under A Tree

• Maddison Wehr, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2022

As I sit under a tree
Its leaves, so green
It brings me a joy
To see the world so clean
The fresh air surrounds me
And there’s grass for miles
But alas I must walk back to a town
A place with huge rubbish piles
There are cans on the ground
And rubbish to be seen
It truly must stop
But we all have to be keen
We’ll have nothing left
If we keep up with this
So put your rubbish in the bin
It'll bring you great bliss