This is a beautiful poem that could easily be put to song. Great job!

A beautiful poem and liked the picture as well….I thought the same thing as Darla.

Hi Steve, melancholic indeed. It happened to many small towns. But oftentimes it is not the town that changed, but the person who comes home

Your work is truly in a league of its own – - richly substantial and story-like – love it.

Sincerely,

-Liane Schmidt.

Really liked this. Great refrain. Nothing ever stays the same.

beautiful indeed

A poem of yearning and sacred memories of days past gone. Sad but real emotional power of memories I hold dear. Great formatting here as well, really keeps the prose in bounds of your theme. Beautiful taste of your emotions that drop tears from the words. Great work.

These are like lyrics Steve … it’s strange how things move on, even if they’ve not changed in our minds. Lovely work.

Steve wonderful poem so sad yet so true, I feel the same when i visit home, We can never go back to the way it was. Things are always changing, EXCEPT THE THINGS IN OUR MINDS . great write, I loved it

A lot of feeling and emotion was put into this!! It was an enjoyable read! Thanks for the share!

I enjoyed reading this a great poem.

Great imagery. I did the same after 28 years away. Pitiful. The sketch is good, too.

This is amazingly written. The longest I’ve ever left my hometown was for a year. It seems though that even though I’m here everything changes right under my nose and then suddenly I’m like, “hmm what happened here?”

Great work.

I love this write! So melancholy as it projects the yearning of things past. Isn’t it sad that things never stay the way we want them to?

Beautiful and thought provoking poem!!

i enjoyed it. nice one.

Aww..sentimental attachment to people and places, there are some places that I’ve left behind in my life where very pivotal moments occurred. A lyric poet’s sad, sweet poem..loved this Steve

Beautiful and wonderful symbolism. Very sentimental. These are pivotal moments for a child going through this time period.
Lee Ness

lovely poem, great imagery! and your right something are better left in the past.

I thought I had already commented on this…it was still as good second time round. x

Really like it.

In my neighbourhood, there’s new developments everywhere and huge shopping malls, storey-carparks and office buildings being constructed – most of my highschool friends are still here but they’re either married with kids or have chosen busy careers/lifestyles. Good for them but I do miss the good old days:0)

poignant