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