For Sale

Neighbourhood fears
Surely, few would want
There will be tears
Will they mean nought?

A patch of green
Inhabited by hare
A wad of green
Could make it bare

Instead of nature's wonders
What will there be?
Nowhere to wander
Only concrete to see

Words © Neil Hayes and neilhayeswrites

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