Loss of Habitat

I watch the swaying brown tipped rushes
Against my cheek the gentle wind brushes
On quiet blue a dragonfly dips its feet
Landing where the sun and water meet
Blackbirds flash a wing of ruby red
Busy keeping a nest of fledglings fed
Bullfrogs with throaty voices call
Declaring  their presence to one and all
Faint sound of traffic accosts  my ears
As twilight descends and darkness nears 
Saddened by the coming months of fall
This habitat destined to be a shopping mall......
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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July 7, 2012 at 11:08 PM
Barbara, congratulations in Brian Strand's 186th contest. Take care, it's been fun reading many winners tonight* PD
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July 3, 2012 at 1:16 PM
Congratulations on your win in the "#186" contest Barbara. Love, Carol
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July 1, 2012 at 6:41 PM
Topical and well written..Congrats!!! Jag
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June 28, 2012 at 8:32 AM
Beautful poem by you Barbara.Yes this is happening now in every corner of the world.
Henderson Avatar
June 27, 2012 at 7:55 AM
All man's n creations will eventually fade away. But what the Almighty Creator, creates is here to stay. Forgive me Barbara I just couldn't help myself. Peace and blessings to you.
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