There are pieces of pink and orange ribbon fluttering in the trees.
Trucks drive through the woods.
Workers in hardhats wave as we pass.
Holes are being drilled to find bedrock.
A new bridge is coming.
Where will the foxes go?
What will happen to the coyote den on the hill?
Change is coming to our woods again.
More humans mean less trees and animals.
We do not choose change, but it comes.
Uncertainity is inevitable everywhere.
FLOW
floweralley 
A sound message. I hope the natural life does not suffer too much
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yes, a change hit me today; it whammed me in the head; I was not ready for it —
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I am sorry you have had a shock, John Malone.
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thank you; I’ve got over it now —
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Will it be close to your house? Progress is hard to take at times.
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It will change my driveway. We are concerned.
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