Caught by Medusa's Stare

Dartington Memorial Figure

 Caught by Medusa's stare,

 Turned to stone in open air,

 Fated to lounge in a garden,

 In the grounds of an Estate,

 Weathered by the elements,

 On a yearly basis,

 Viewed by many as time goes on,

 Shaded by the Sweet Chestnuts that grow tall,

 Climbed upon by the young when they explore,

 Listening to lovers as they walk,

 Hearing whispering secrets as they talk,

 Close to where actors act,

 Even sometimes acrobats,

 Reclined and at ease,

 Within where beauty surrounds,

 A Memorial Figure to last for years, ever Moore,