Dear Finder

I lived in the late nineteen hundreds.
On a small island ruled b) a Queen.
Grew up in the West with the creatures and birds.
Everything round me was green

All the while, oblivious of all.
My parents paid for my school.
I learnt of the rainforest being destroyed
And how life for the poor was cruel.

I fear when you find this, hope may have gone -
We were so selfish just to ignore it.
We could have done something, but we've killed the world,
It's our fault; we never saw it!

Jessica Abbott (13), St Andrews, Fife