Flapping wings fluttering about
Blackcurrant and raspberry bushes
Interwoven with weeds
Teeny-tiny ants treading around laid down cover,
Climbing on limbs
Human presence disturbed by Nature’s touch
Nature gaining ground
Humans pushing back
She was just asking for 10 minutes of undisturbed sleep…
Teeny-tiny bodies lying dead
On the fabric in her wake
Crushed in a creature’s quest for sleep,
Now Rest In Peace.
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