Newport News VA. Was were I spent my childhood.
Much has changed since I left
The playground I used to play on is no longer there.
It's been torn down and replaced with a gas station of all things
My childhood memories is all I have now
Days playing tag with my friends
Days I thought would never end
Backyard football
BBQs with the neighbors
That was the field where we played Baseball
Races ran around tracks
Or just running around playing tag
Lots of fun we used to have
Now all gone
Torn down
Whipped away
Nothing but gas stations and mini marts
Thank God I still got my memories
Though a site like this wounds my soul
With my memories it can never truly take its toll
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