Oh, mighty Stonehenge there you stand,
Filled with majesty and mystery.
A ring of stony spires nestled atop this rolling land,
Will you share with me your history?
What was your purpose, why are you here?
Surrounded by ancient burial mounds,
Dotted across the rolling green hills near,
Your mystery grows and wonder abounds.
Where are you from, how did you get to this place?
Who brought you without leaving even a trace?
No stones nearby, you came from afar.
Why are you where you are? &