Nj Pinelands Tribute Poem by Nancy Chambers

Pinelands, a place of wonder
78 Preservation Act protected from plunder.
Once thriving with industry of iron and glass
Now ghost towns of the past
Some circa pre Revolutionary War
Leaving crumbling ruins to explore
Filled with Jersey Devil folklore
Streams running dark as tea
Meandering quietly to the sea
Lonely roads of sugar sand
Traversing the verdant land
Pitch Pines 6' in height
Evolved to survive the forest fires might
Fields filled with orchids rare
While tree frogs songs fill the air
Swampy cranberry bogs
Pine snakes hidden under logs
Rare Fauna and Flora to find
A perfect place to rest your mind.