| My World Bridget Bourgoin Winters getting shorter Summers longer Heat covers The Earth With a thick blanket of warmth I mourn the passing of winter As if it will never return, And it’s all on me A human, |
Once careless for this cause, But now that I am less naïve I know better Than to take the world for granted, And leave its beauty Behind. To leave it in the dust And submit to another planet While watching the world I know Fade away. |
Bridget Bourgoin
