Village life

"Wake up-wake up, Guguru said wake up, And do your morning chores. All around, greens abound, We live in calm surrounds, But sometimes, sadness hits like a silent rain, Where people don't care About their village grounds. Ants march in lines, Butterflies dance too, Birds trill sweet sonatas, Water whispers pride, But people were careless,With own hearts collide. Longing for love, In this village's silent tide, Yet trees stand tall, And plants grow inside."