Riparian Preserve

A crow lands in the black of night

Somewhere in Gilbert, you'll find this sight.

Owls or condors, it doesn't matter

We just love to hear all of their clatter.

Head North to find their avian ranches

Where they live among water and branches.

Taking the path to the scenic overlook

You'll come upon a babbling brook.

Just westward there lives a tree,

Haunted by a wailing banshee.

Will she predict your ultimate demise?

Or will you live on to win the prize?

Rest awhile to find the clue
Hiding somewhere just 'neath you.