Reason A. Poteet Poet Rhyme

Where Memories Rule

Our childhood homes gone and all their effects,
brand-new highway fills that space.
School replaced by a government complex.
But… the graveyard remains in place,
our playground on the way to school.
Log cabin monument, way cool -
staunch marker where memories rule.

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David Crandall October 27, 2025 at 2:43 PM Nice poem, it seems like your old hometown is a blend of things that are the same, and things that have changed, must create an interesting overall effect. Reason A. Poteet October 28, 2025 at 4:10 PM Don't get back now as much as I used to when relatives were living there. Still a small town of less than 1500 population; it does generate memories from age 5 to 18. Thanks David for commenting.

Gordon Mcconnell October 26, 2025 at 6:24 AM Good pen with nice rhyme and flow with insightful memories of school. Blessings,Gordon Reason A. Poteet October 28, 2025 at 4:14 PM Thank you, Gordon. I enjoyed the write remembering how a girl friend and I cleaned and restored the fenced grave of a former miliary person just because he deserved honor. I appreciate your time and energy in leaving a comment.

Paula Goldsmith October 23, 2025 at 9:17 AM I enjoyed reading your wonderful "My Old Hometown" write/story. Many old homes are now gone. "Good Luck" I did "EXPLORING NATURE." Have a wonderful day writing away.............. Reason A. Poteet October 25, 2025 at 7:12 PM Thanks for commenting. There is that proverb that says something to the effect that we can't go home again, once we leave. Situations change so rapidly. I read your entry and enjoyed taking a nature walk with you.