April 3, 2008
I Am Soil
I am soil. I am important.
I wonder why I am made out of so many things.
I hear the sound of water sprinkling on me.
I see plants growing on me.
I want more plants planted on me.
I am soil. I am important.
I pretend to be a soil hero.
I feel the gentle touch of hands lifting me up.
I touch roots of plants.
I worry that their might not be enough of me to go around.
I cry because I am not a home to many earthworms.
I am soil. I am important.
I understand I help plants grow.
I say I am good at my job.
I dream of saving the world.
I try to help my community.
I hope I can really make a difference.
I am soil. I am important.
