Earth
by Varalika Dowlat
(Bangalore)
This is a pretty Earth
From the time of our birth
But now we are making it bad
So now it is feeling sad
It is turning from green to brown
So it is no more wearing a crown
We used to say what a nice breeze
But now we say what a pollution increase
If you want to feel the breeze
Then plant more trees
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P.S: The author of this poem is a sixth grade student.