Nestled beneath an ancient oak,
Where sunlight dances, branches cloak,
A hidden treasure waits for you,
Amidst the leaves and morning dew.
In Veterans Park, where heroes rest,
This quiet place is nature’s best.
Seek the shade, where roots run deep,
And secrets of the earth do sleep.
A careful eye, a steady hand —
The oak will guard where clues now stand.
So take a breath, enjoy the chase,
And find the magic in this place.
Sign your name, leave what you please,
But tread with care beneath the trees.
And as you go, remember well —
This hidden spot has tales to tell.