by Allison Lenhard of Redondo Beach, California
(niece of Dr Carolyn Heising)
The wind whistles
A gentle tune
While fluttering birds
Sing with much glee
Rain falls softly in the morn'
Thus a rainbow can greet
Greet the afternoon
All people take the beauty
Beauty of today for granted
They shall yearn for tomorrow
But
Yesterday today was tomorrow
And people can't wait to see
See today fade away
So tomorrow they can long
Long for tomorrow
Even though tomorrow will
Will just be another today
And earth's priceless beauty
Will be ignored,
And tossed away
Just as it sadly was today.
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