A Poem for Miss Hancock

Miss Hancock was Forest

Miss Hancock was forest

She was decorated with flowers and leaves from beautiful trees

It was wide enough to let everyone in

Wide enough to let the kids disrespecting her inside

                      

She looked strong outside

It was covered with bushes 

With flamboyant clothings which my mom looked down to

I did not know there was an empty lot deep inside

Too empty too lonely

It needed people visiting

It needed joy and happiness

It needed to be filled

I should have known

Now the forest is gone

It is now too late to visit

I miss the trees

I miss the echoes

I miss Miss Hancock