My little town

Once quiet streets, Where we played and ran, Now truck and cars hum with noise, I miss the peaceful city lost in time span. The playgrounds we knew, Now full of houses of bricks and stone, Our favorite old oak tree, Where we sat and chatted is long gone. Shops replaced, By towering heights, The stars we watched, Lost to city lights. Though growth has come, And time moves fast, The little town, Still holds my past.