Poetry

Come see the view

With hope, the local people strive,
Sawing wood and digging soil,
Helping birds and bats to thrive,
In habitats, with all their toil.

Fixing bridges over stream and bog,
Following paths we never knew,
To see the birds or walk the dog,
It's worth a look, come see the view.

Surprise awaits at every turn,
Day or night it matters not,
You never know what you could learn,
Come and see just what we've got!

 

By Richard Clinton