Walking the streets

in the small country town

I see memories

in each pavement crack,

all the fun and laughter

the here ever after

in the place I know

as my only home town.

I could have stayed

but decided to leave

memories of my own

in the place that is my

one and only home town.

The river flows

past my old country town

I hear the ghosts

as laughter floats by

beneath the white bridge

where we played in the sun

beside the place I know

as my only home town.

I should have stayed

I decided to leave

memories of my own

in the place that is my

one and only home town.