Sidewalks end

Peace, Love and Patchouli

Down concrete slabs
Road from my childhood
Broken now and crumbling,
Store fronts tattered
Covered for sale,
Dirty
Old
Empty business
Scenes so unlike
What I recall.
Roots burst forth
Even through the strength
What seemed to last forever
A shell of its former self.
Faces unknown move by
And the tired eyes show no hope
In this tired town
I do not know this place
Unfamiliar sights greet my mind
What I remember as a child
Bright days and fresh paint
Only a distant memory.
Where the sidewalk ends
And the circles begin
And peeling houses
Sagging with the weight
Of another day going by
Sadness left behind
Deep within my heart
For what had been
And what is left
Today.

I drove through my hometown the other day and was shocked and saddened by all the changes I saw. Time waits for no one and houses seem small…

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17 thoughts on “Sidewalks end

          1. kait

            The gold rushes around here were crazy back in the day, but when there was no more gol to mine, the towns lost business and were left abandoned.

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