"A Park Left Alone"
"A Park Left Alone"
The trails once clear, now lost in vines,
A bridge decays, no guiding signs.The rivers choke on plastic streams,
A land once loved, now lost in dreams.
The mighty trees still stand in wait,
Yet suffer now from nature’s fate.
No hands to mend, no hearts to guide,
A world untamed, left cast aside.
Yet hope remains in those who care,
To bring back hands, to clear the air.
For parks need keepers, strong and true,
To guard their lands for me and you.
