They were growing along the riverbank.
Amidst towering oaks and hidden burrows,
houses were filling the area with clutter:
Children and lawns, cars and bicycles.
The people had forgotten completely.
Spring floods came and washed away their homes.
A human blot has been cleansed by the living river.
What do the plants and animals think?
After years of oppression, they regained their freedom.
Sometimes progress means moving backwards.
W. Wayne B.
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