Man v Nature – A New Poem

I can hear the white snow melting

Drip, drip, dripping from the gutters

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The songbird returns to the sky

Chirp, chirp, chirping while wings flutter

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Sunlight yawns awake, grinning wide

Burn, burn, burning away the frost

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Industry returns to glory

Whir, whir, whirring but at what cost?

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