On this ground we stand
As the sun splits the clouds
From time to time
While the song is clear to hear
Many a soul is creating their story
What makes the place so special?
Is it the people we meet?
The stories we tell?
Or this land?
Bursting with imprinted memories
Historical events turned into tales
To share with others
What do we leave but footprints,
Litter, glitter and song?
Once our playground
Forever our resting place
Waves keep crashing
And the sun will rise again
Susanne,
Makin A Brew Craigroyston Parents Poetry Group
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