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The lights of the city dance around me

Everything is moving so fast

The people are always rushing by

This is my home but I want so much more

 

I want the closeness of a tight knit community

I want to watch the sunrise over the water's edge

I want neighbors that become best friends

I want a white picket fence life

 

I long for the slowness of a small town

Someplace deep in the South where I can visit the ocean everyday

I long to smell the salty air and look out into the abyss

I long to see the stars every night

 

I can't help but think how simple life would be there

But I am stuck here....

wishing, waiting...

Someday I'll make that small, sleepy town my home

 

 

  • Author: Georgia Rayne (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 6th, 2020 16:48
  • Comment from author about the poem: I had a hard time trying to convey my feelings and find the right words for this piece. It\\\'s not exactly how I hoped it would turn out but I like getting my thoughts out anyway :)
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Comments1

  • myself and me

    The life in a small town, would be so ideal, slow, easy and peaceful. Hope you find your home soon. Nice reading.



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