Went back to visit my childhood home,
It had been so long, it was a small
town with trees abound, so quiet
you mostly heard the birds sing and
the animals play. A small piece of heaven.
But when I went back to visit,
my hands flew to my mouth, what
on earth had happened, all the trees
were gone! Replacing them were many
condominiums, the small town was
there no more.
I asked someone what went wrong, he
said a rich man bought the land and had
the trees cut down. I wanted to slap him
when he said, those straggly trees are gone and this town has really hit it rich!
Nature had been destroyed at quite a lost.
Birds sang no more, many animals had died.
Tell, me, sir, I am confused;
was it really worth the cost?
I truly admire you for being a nature activist.
Harold M. Nash
I feel the sadness from the empty loss of memories removed & now forever changed as you describe in your poem, and your last line really hits the home of my heart.
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
Be always safe,
Karen
A good poem for the times...Michael Guy