By Emily Lawes
The cold brushed off my face as I watched the the birds fly above my head and the season of summer and spring fall like the leaves of the trees. The lush green trees were towering over the ground watching the people and animals like guardians, waiting for the bitter cold to be done with. Below the trees laid garbage from people. Perhaps, people had not realized what the living creatures did, by breathing in harmony with the earth and standing tall and strong for the birds who lived upon the branches, that spread so long and perfect. Many dreams of mine and others have led most to clean and protect nature.