Thursday, May 25, 2017

A Poem: Home Again

I wrote this one a couple weeks ago.

HOME AGAIN
It’s been said that you can’t go home again
I decided to see for myself, so I went back

Back to the places that shaped me
The places that for so long defined my life

They were still there, still the same
Yet somehow different, somehow changed

The house I grew up in seemed smaller
The tree in the front gone, the shed in the back dilapidated

The elementary school still stands, but it too has shrunk
So have the baseball fields where I used to play

The junior high is now a community center
The posts with dirt on top replaced by benches

My old high school has been torn down
Replaced by a new one that looks like a prison

The small town has grown into a sprawl of suburbia
Where it takes forever to drive anywhere

The chicken house has no chickens or eggs
The “giant” hogs are gone from the pen

The path up the hill through the pasture is overgrown
Just a few cows still wander the hillside

The old house has hot water now
You don’t have to heat water on a wood stove for a bath

Cell phones have replaced the old crank wall phone
Where you listen in on other folks’ conversations

The old mules are no longer around
And the smell of Paw’s pipe is long gone

The old wooden church we used to visit is gone
Replaced by a larger brick building

Family names still dot the old graveyards
New ones have been added

They say you can’t go home again
You can, but it’s not home





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