Lost Gnome #11
A clue for you, gnome seeker...
Looking for a lost gnome? Where to start? What to do?
Head to Rosedale Park
and let’s have a lark!
At the end of the playground
There is a home
At the corner of which
You’ll find a gnome
Under densely packed trees
Along a fence line
There in the dirt
where the sun doesn’t shine
Stand tall and trim like cedar grim
Look carefully to the dark
What you seek o’ pilgrim meek
Lies in the farthest corner of this park
Every child is a dewdrop, imagination is a cloud
Play is the engine, the magic breathed aloud
To slide, to jump, to run carefree
To see life new, we can but once in each lifetime
We must not fail to part the vail, let heart and head align
Take these clues and do not fail
to apply them to the park