Chase middle school

Biodiversity is many things

Birds, trees, flowers
Everything helps everything
Sit and watch for hours

Robins, sparrows, mallards, and blackbirds

Are all a part of it too
Seems like you could put it all into words
But then you don't want to

Why make something lose its beauty

Just so you can say
I went walking through the city
And saw a flower today?

Many words can not express

The way nature enriches lives
We can put it to the test
We can see how much it thrives

Animals are quickly disappearing

And cultures, one per week
The songbird's song we won't be hearing
What would they say if they could speak?

Arrow leaved balsamroot

And little grass widows
Nature in many ways is cute
I hope it never goes

Nature is beautiful in many ways

But humans can ruin it so switfly
Nature isn't seen much these days
Red bird of winter
Every morning you call to me.
Long after the leaves have fallen,
you still come
to perch on thorny branches.
Today your song
is a reproach:
tsk, tsk.
I couldn’t sleep again.
I rise from bed,
my hip aching
and watch you pick your way,
through frozen tufts of grass.
Your red does not fade.
I want to be like you
and never lose my appetite for morning.
By Annette Opalczynski