Rayleigh Mount
By Sis Unsworth
A
haven is nestled in the center of town,
a
place to escape, when you’re feeling down.
The
changing seasons bring, visions to behold.
From
the clear glow of spring, to Autumns' pure gold.
The
mysteries of nature are, too diverse to count,
Blend
with pure harmony, in our Rayleigh Mount.
The
image of life we all like to see,
a
sanctuary for wildlife, abundant and free.
But
fear is restrictive, when you go there alone,
I’ve
heard some avoid, going there on their own.
Scared
for their safety, in that secluded place,
the
Mount would be empty, if fear had its way.
They
should feel protected, then people would stay
if
there were park keepers, protecting the mount,
It
would be used more, on every account.
It
may banish fear, and help others to see,
the
beauty of nature, so natural and free.
But
sometimes it's better, the devil you know,
To
save Rayleigh Mount, from being a ‘no go’.
They
have to save money, that may well be true,
If
we can’t pay Park keepers, what else can they do?
I
look to the future, and in my mind's eye,
I
see it protected, by drones and AI.
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Sis Unsworth
What a clever poem, knowing that you penned it on the day of the event. Well done!
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