Creepers hugged the trees
Pollens sucked by bees
Butterflies frittered from flower to flower
Amidst the trees that tower
Creepers were in full bloom
Your face will never gloom
Words are scarce to express its beauty
To care for it is our duty
Polluting it could put an end to it
You better be aware.
–by Kavya & Aashni (Grade 6)
