I have not smelt the fresh smell of Italian pizza,
But I have smelt the polluted air of Colombia.
I have not heard the twigs and leaves crunch of the forest floor in Sweden,
But I have heard the water falling from the Niagara falls in Canada.
I have not listened to the crunching snow in Antarctica,
But I have heard the squeals from the pink dolphins in the Amazon rain forest.
I have not tasted the fresh cheese from France,
But I have tasted the prana from the amazon rain forest.
I have not felt the fur of the African lions,
But I have felt the coca bean from Bogota Colombia.
By Jasmine
This is a lovely poem which is both a reminder of things we have done and also an ambition of the things yet to do!
Your ‘haves’ are pretty amazing, Jasmine. x