Level Three. Countryside Counts.
Level Three. Countryside Counts.
By Michelle Lloyd.
At school, New One had taken to heart, the words which had been put in front of the class.
Fences were not made to be broken, of this the wildlife was sure,
there were meant to be temporary gateways, natural but preserved doors.
If you chose to go through that entryway then of everything you could partake,
but only if you did it, with a mind for a future beauty’s sake.
If each and every person made a mess of the environment they took in,
then that same lovely lay of the land would turn into a massive rubbish bin.
Wildlife, plants and people would no longer have that gift of which to bestow,
generations would not of the natural wonders truly, ever know…
Much could be gained or lost on the actions of each and everybody,
what you did, how you treated it and why, would be the ultimate legacy.
It had certainly made New One think about the environments in which they, as a family, often loved to visit. If, each and everybody did go out of their way to make sure that it stayed the same countryside as before they went to experience it, then at least he could be safe in the knowledge that he had helped to make that happen.