They would'nt give you a chance to grow in that lot,
Eventually it would become your muddy gravesite,
Another green space destroyed without conscience,
But I know what I must do,
A replanted saviour,
Safe place for you to grow,
Even around these urban eyesores,
I know of the many protected parks,
No one would dare disturb you now,
It lives now in Lighthouse Park,
Thrives uninterrupted with its beautiful growth,
Gives a home to the animals,
And shade to the park visitors,
As well as the air,
To all whom wish to breathe and respect life.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
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