Sure, here is a poem about the Beltline in Madison, WI:

**The Beltline**

A concrete ribbon circling the city,
A highway that cuts through the heart,
A way to get around, but also a barrier,
Between the old and the new, the rich and the poor.

The Beltline is a place of traffic and noise,
Of pollution and concrete,
But it is also a place of beauty,
With trees and flowers and open space.

The Beltline is a place of memories,
Of first dates and graduations,
Of carpools and commutes,
Of joy and sorrow.

The Beltline is a part of Madison,
A part of its history and its future,
A part of what makes this city so special.

I love the Beltline,
For all its flaws and all its beauty,
It is a part of me,
And I am a part of it.

I am grateful for the Beltline,
For the way it connects us,
For the way it takes us places,
For the way it tells our story.
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