Wind blow;
Flora Sing;
Fauna Dance;
Water Drum.
It is like a party,
Welcoming the new day,
The beauty of nature,
Enjoyed by the world.
Wind Hound;
Flora Cry;
Fauna Sick;
Water Drain.
Today, no longer a party
But they still welcoming the new day
The Beauty of nature
Is depreciating
Wind staunch;
Flora Die;
Fauna Die;
Water Dry.
Now it turns to hell
No longer welcoming the new day,
The beauty of nature
Will disappear forever.
Poetry by Jolene Siah, author of Jolenesiah’s World
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