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The children of the earth đź’•

The children of the earth đź’•

Strolling on the silky sands, playing as they ponder..picking up any litter as they merrily wander

Ambling through their woodlands and doing the very same, picnicker’s have ditched their dirty debris, isn’t that a shame ?

But these little ones are the children of the earth..they have been brought up to respect all of Mother natures natural worth..
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Tiny tots born and raised on this land..spending every second of the summertime outdoors getting suntanned

And they meander through the meadows where farm animals graze..both share affection for Dame nature’s ways

Although these children are only small they are so earthly wise..as they frolic within the shadows of a crack of dawn sunrise

So those beautiful blue skies with the twinkling stars at night..are important as life itself and an absolute delight

God bless all of these little children of the earth, our future generation..coz they care about our planet in the name of conservation...

                                

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Greg Etsell

wonderful poem 
i have done in the past
poems like this the 
chilern of the rainbaow
 

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Jill Tait

Yes I remember that one I think 💕💙💕

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