The ashy green acacia
A child of the wetlands
Leaves like tubes
Tucking in their moisture
Bustling with sweet minty scent
Bewitching the bees
Whose dancing feet
Wear the yellow
of the soft ruddy flowering orb
The ashy green acacia
Becomes backstory
History of the wetlands
Thirsty remnants
Lay in soil
Burnt by shrinking borders
Flowers green, yellow, brown
Drops of honey
No longer tasted
The ashy green acacia
Slipping
away
like ash
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