Water Shortage (Rewritten) Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Water shortage

In the deepest valley where the winter is short
summers long, sheep come home for safety
of bears and wolves, he bought an old house.
From a two hundred years house, a cane roof sprung
splendid isolation he lived the seasons fair.
Unknow to him and other dwellers of this Paradise
plans afoot to make the valley into a water reservoir
filling it with water to serve the city far away.
This ancient village, built stone by stone, drowned.
No, the dam didn't burst lack of rain made it dry.
It was an eerie sight to see his home again
reminds him of a Paradise lost to development.