Upon this land stood a house
With a loving family.
The world as I know it
Is different from what you see.
We write with pen and pencil
Yet type just as much.
A cellphone is your sidekick
Allowing everyone to keep intouch.
Yet we take things for granted
Mistreating mother earth.
So tell me, future friend.
What's it like upon the hearth?
Assignment: Poem found in time capsule