a day in cascais

A day in Cascais Storms and rain have blown away Green grass grows on cracked pavement This place was once a low-slung hill With small farms and animals The landscape disappeared under concrete Apartment blocks and shops A tree-lined avenue, the town’s pride Up-rooted trees from somewhere else Re-planted The trees found rich soil, have big leaves Looks great in spring Is this progress, but the struggling grass On the pavement’s cracks Will one day make a landscape rich and green