The grounds on the bottom of my feet there's life.
Nice big stars to feel up the night.
Plants that give you oxygen to breath .
Big mountains to climb to find something .
Animals and bugs.
Coming out to see the light something beautiful.
To see what Mother Earth created,
but there's something Cutting down trees.
To make something,
but Mother Earth strikes again.
And takes back what she made.
-- Cheyenne H., 13