My Old Town
Though I’ve walked these streets
To one block or another
I never saw what was
Laid down under
I saw some old photos today
That took my breath away
A place I never knew
A place I never stayed
I saw hills and farms
In place of these busy streets
I saw people in black
And butchers selling meat
And the way to travel
Was horse and buggy
There were roads of dirt
And some that were pretty muddy
Buildings that once housed a movie theater
That is no longer here
Buildings that sold straw, and hay and beer
Streetcars that ran on wires
Hang up there
The faces on many looked so worn gray
Most of the families worked so hard
To bring this town to what it is
Today
I saw historical monuments
Of the famous people that passed by
I saw the faces of children
With excitement in there eyes
As they stood celebrating a parade or fair
They were all happy just hanging around here
I must say I am fascinated by what I saw
To see my old town this way really put me in awe
So now I see how streets and buildings got their names
And I will continue to walk in this town
Never viewing it quite the same
Copyright © Laura Mckenzie | Year Posted 2008
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