Sycamore Gap
written by: Anthony John Ward
It was once known as Sycamore Gap
As if it foretold the future
When the Sycamore would be no more
And all that remained would be a gap
Where the landmark lived
Long before we were born.
A benevolent beauty
Basined between two hills
Standing benevolent against the horizon
Of many a mindful moment.
You could say it stood defiant towards its fate,
As if it were meant to be.
But it was never meant to be.
It was meant to grow old over time,
Live hundreds of years more,
Outlasting us all,
Before an act of violence took it from us,
As if intended to cut down our happy place
To amputate the fondness from our memories.
But those memories grow stronger.
I hope you’re proud of yourself,
So the saying goes when chastising the guilty.
But I hope you’re not proud of yourself,
You’ll never be as proud as it stood proud,
Posing for pictures, framed in the thoughts
Of all those who loved it, cherished it, shared memories of it-
There will aways be a sycamore gap.
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