Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Mr. Fred's Poetry Corner: Going Home

You can’t go home again, they tell you
Very simply: it’s not there!
It’s gone, just like your long gone childhood,
Common wisdom, if you care.

But I’ve gone home, and I can tell you,
Everything I knew was there,
Every little hurt and gladness,
The same trees, cars; the same air,
The same houses, and the people.
How could it be otherwise?
Nothing yet have I forgotten,
Everything I knew was there.

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