A Poem for our Park…..

If in New York the cry would be

Leave our park alone; it belongs to me.

We seem so lax and careless too

In stopping developers from what they would do.

This amazing space that is Royal Park

Must be saved from intentions dark.

Our forebears had vision, they set aside

this great open space; acclaimed with pride.

But each development project whatever its worth

Willingly claims this supposed free earth.

But parkland is priceless; of value so great

We must stand up to secure its fate.

Use your park; join a group; speak up for its future

Remember our lives are inextricably linked to open space and nature.

……with thanks to Anne Phefley