A poem for Earth Day and Day 22 of National Poetry Month.
The Vanishing Earth
Feel the squish, squish
of wet beach sand
beneath bare feet
the smooth slime
of mud puddles
in the rain
Inhale the scent
of the forest
after a thunderstorm
the first flower
of spring
Experience nature
before it vanishes
under asphalt
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