Among new streets so clean and wide,
A secret’s tucked just off the side.
Not in a house or garden bed,
But near where leafy paths have led.
A playful nudge, a hunter’s thrill,
A silent spot where time stands still.
No signs or maps to mark the place—
Just instinct, luck, and a touch of grace.
WELL DONE TO THE JOINT FTF - LOMAKX & WALKINGGB