Whose plans these are, I think I know,
His home’s on Martha’s Vineyard though,
He will not see us working here,
To keep parks open free and clear!
Ancient stands of shading trees,
May be ripped up, despite our pleas!
And nature’s beauties will give way,
To stone and concrete on that day!
The builder’s pockets, they are deep,
But we have promises to keep!
Our message here is short and stark:
Please keep your hands off Jackson Park!
*With Apologies to Robert Frost whose beautiful poem Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening inspired this.