Among those who took part in our last Spring walk was 9 year old Amelia Petrucci, who was inspired by the sights and sounds of South Cubbington Wood to put pen to paper. Her poem is reproduced below, by kind permission of Amelia and her mother.
I have heard the sweet song of birds
my blanket of bluebells gently muffles the footsteps of foxes and leaping deer
I listened and kept the secrets of generations of people who visited me.
Many fingers have felt the contrast of rough bark and velvety moss on my trees
Peace, quiet, sanctuary, laughter and love I have felt.
Now Metal, machine and man tearing through my heart
The serene, calm and peaceful era has been replaced by the monstrosity of change
What has been lost can never be replaced