The Lotus’s Song
The pond will be dry soon,
We all need a new home,
The fish will swim away,
The frogs will hop to land,
But I will have to stay.
The pond will be dry soon,
The herons won't visit,
The buzz of dragonflies,
I will surely miss but,
I will say my goodbyes.
The pond will be dry soon,
The ducks won’t flap their wings,
no children will turn up,
to catch the lazy snails,
or hear the turtle burp.
The pond will be dry soon,
A sorry sight to watch,
Me left standing alone,
Me wilting and folding,
The earth changing to stone.
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