Nature's WindowA Poem by SmittyJasPhotographyI hear nature Calling All the birds as singing and crawling All the leaves in the trees are falling Must be autumn's time is callings No more hot sun summer's burning Autumn is here and leaves are dying The change of colors is so welcome No more dull drums green leaves Open fields the scorched grasses dies No more grazing for the Calf's and cattle Ranchman is in turmoil over the drouth He is looking for his water spout Northwest forest timbers burning dry lands crumble crackle and smoke Nothing left to build a home Pine trees all dried up in smoke Northwest towns are being deserted Young folks running for the hills Beaches empty no one goes there for campfires and conversations The world is dying up inside Rain water less and less replenish the ground Dry forest left to burn
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