We listened to our children’s call
Now rustic autumn leaves can fall
Upon a green and mossy floor
Let nature open up her door.

Bogs bedecked, blooming blazing
Meadows green, cattle grazing
Teeming oceans, cleaner air
A testament to those who care.

Bees now busy pollinating
Colours once more dominating
See how quickly life can change
When sanity comes into range.
J. Poet 7 ( @wordverae.me )