My Home Town

Beneath a mountain
                above a lake
lies the town
               I chose to forsake
It has left my life
       But not my heart
Nor my mind
I dream
Of the small streets
Filled with love
Old friends of mine
They stop and say hello
How are you doing
How’s your uncle Joe
The words were real
Their hearts were true
When I think of what I left
My heart feels a little blue

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So Cal, United States
I am an apprentice writer of short stories and I also attempt a little poetry.