A Love of My Life
A love of my life nature, I’ve wondered?
Camera in hand I visit macro land.,
often to find most habitats plundered!
Mother nature would not ever of planned,
to destroy it, mankind its days numbered.
From verdant to yellow deserted sand,
My camera always at the ready flashed!
In anger at what was beauty, now trashed.
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