this is the sequel poem to the previous poem about the building of the housing estate here where I live <br /> <br />Nature Returns <br /> <br />They come to pick up berries they seem to darn the skies <br />the woodpecker, the heron and the diving dragonflies <br />Here a blue and there a brown the butterflies abound <br />with muntjac in the shadows with their strangely barking sound. <br />Awash with snails the hedgehogs feast discard the empty shells <br />all in the snapping seeding pods and the earthy woodland smells. <br />It's here, she's come the life is back and heaving in the peat <br />Pushing up the ancient ferns and hawthorn btter sweet. <br />She has returned despite her fall and all the builders crust <br />Risen from the piles of sand and settled concrete dust.<br /><br />Yvonne Rautenbach<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nature-returns/
