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Oil Paint on canvas, ready to hang.
Signed on the front.
This painting is of what we call the beach at Windsor
Windsor Bridge, Forever Changed
What a spot to catch a fish ,
Where families come and sit.
With the old Windsor Bridge,
Settled across the Hawkesbury width
This sight is now forever changed,
As progress takes a hold,
And even with the constant cries,
To stop this, they were told.
No! this bridgedoes flood a lot,
No! They do not stand a chance.
Progress is the way it will go,
It doesn’t matter how much they dance.
So I’ve captured this little bridge of ours
A scene that is no more.
To remind us of what was,
And what went before
Art and poetry
By Annmaree Mitchell