This used to be a woodland place
when I was young long years ago
but now there’s very little trace
no trees at all. You’d never know

this used to be a woodland place.
New bungalows in row on row
their window panes all screened by lace.
Replace the trees which were laid low.

This used to be a woodland place
where any upset child could go
if they were troubled, in disgrace.
An ideal spot for lying low.

This used to be a woodland place
but that was many years ago
How sad that passing years erase
the secret havens children know.

30-Mar-08

ivor or ivor.e hogg

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/paradise-lost-for-m-lady-tara/