"Home Towns" (A Winter day Dream) All was dark in this town of my youth, though the dark did not hide all things from my memories, of paths I have tread a thousand, and one times, trees appeared bigger, but did not lose, or gain beauty, I felt the same of me, an did not feel ashamed, I hear calls of my names as they too changed with the years, carried now only on the wind, for those who would call upon me have long been gone, like smiles from strangers passed then unnoticed, I find myself in a dull stare, and unaware of those around me, how cold the ground looks, pot holes in the street, that pass by your house, embracing still muddy water, and a reflection of the moon, grasping reality, only to losen my grip in realizing I had done nothing wrong, nothing unnatural, I was actually envied by the shilowetted shadows, I thought how sad to not find this place with in them self's, here, in the dark of their own home towns... now,.. the only thing new of this, is the moment, anticipated in fear, accepted with relief, it's not so bad............. Devon Knight ~ Icurus Addie's ~
