Pittencrieff

where are you now in lists of old

in places gone and often told

all around of little change

the Tower Burn runs on and on

now through the park that

changed the world in Pittsburgh

back now in peoples’ hands

the giant left it just the same

to be seen in Palace view

a place forever

old and new

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About Lindsay Craik

Writer & Poet Poetry, plays and short stories
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