1.
Duckweed everywhere
Boots covered in tiny green dots
Nature laughs in here
2.
Woodpeckers mock me
They see the black nets waving
Even the wind sees
3.
The dead trees remain
Homes for those who call loudly
Soon they will be dust
4.
Only the dogs hear
The call of recorded birds
Their barking won't stop
5.
This lone trail is now
Water once existed here
It's path is my guide
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