Parrotts Drumble

The shopping centre's open, the car park it is packed No sign of mother nature unless it’s been vacuum packed the car park just a lay by no clue’s what lays beyond just a dirt track and a factory fence to walk along traffic noise fades into the background the birds begin to sing and an ancient woodland stands before me an oasis in a land of commerce scared by human hand mother natures been out painting a lovely shade on blue a woodland dappled with painted dots Vincent van gogh would be pleased when the bluebells show. Parrotts drumble is an ancient woodland in an industrial centre please click the link to understand the poem many thanks http://www.staffs-wildlife.org.uk/reserves/parrots-drumble click on the link you can see a massive shopping centre the wood behind it you walk down the side of a factory to get to it, and for those who do not live in the uk stoke on trent is an heavy industrial area .