Thursday, April 21, 2011

You Can Go Home Again (But It'll Freak You Out)

I went for a walk with my father tonight, in the town where I did some of my growing up. It sometimes seems like a place that will never change.


This draft was bulldozed to make room for a new subdivision.


Anonymous said...

not a comment about this particular poem. i just found this link and thought you should know about it.

Tawnysha Greene said...

This is lovely. Beautiful poem!

M. C. Allan said...

Thank you, Tawnysha! Appreciate it much.