I - Dawn Waters
Swamp hens guard the lake.
Warblers flit from reed to reed.
Ducks, the mirror break.
II - Bushfires
Summer licks the trees,
Smoke haze fills the western sky,
Ash scent on the breeze.
III - Heatwave
Humid sweaty calm,
South wind tickles stagnant leaves.
Comes a cooling balm.
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gOOD AND NICE ONE! NICE ONE