Stonehenge Poem by Ima Ryma

Stonehenge stands on the British plain,
A monument to efforts past.
Centuries B.C., the campaign
To build a marvel that would last,
Began, taking time to complete,
Spanning generations of those
Who formed the henge. Then came the feat
Of bringing massive stones in tows
From sites hundreds of miles away,
Into a circle. Still unknown
Is their purpose for this array.
Why did they build this henge of stone?

Stonehenge was built to mystify,
So future folks would wonder why.