A Drip of Orange
What is the world but an oversized canvas?
With each new turn, a stroke of green, or maybe yellow.
There's no "start over,"
What we have is what we got.
Sure you can paint over a color,
But it will always be there.
Your actions control this never ending masterpiece
Throwing down a zig-zag of blue,
Or a scratch of pink.
Add a splash of red, or a pinch of white,
But don't forget,
That that color will always be there,
In your name.
The next time you add a color think to yourself,
"Wow, I contributed to the place we call home."
Do what you want,
Have some fun, smudge some purple,
Or simply add a drip of orange.
Copyright belongs to: Jonathan S.
What is the world but an oversized canvas?
With each new turn, a stroke of green, or maybe yellow.
There's no "start over,"
What we have is what we got.
Sure you can paint over a color,
But it will always be there.
Your actions control this never ending masterpiece
Throwing down a zig-zag of blue,
Or a scratch of pink.
Add a splash of red, or a pinch of white,
But don't forget,
That that color will always be there,
In your name.
The next time you add a color think to yourself,
"Wow, I contributed to the place we call home."
Do what you want,
Have some fun, smudge some purple,
Or simply add a drip of orange.
Copyright belongs to: Jonathan S.
Just don't contribute a gross, environment destroying color. REDUCE, REUSE, AND RECYCLE!
ReplyDelete-Sarah (A Proud Tree-Hugger)