Our Small Town Poem by Michael Peterson

Love going for walks around town
A small town a holler from the big city
The many old buildings lining the main street
Which by the way, isn't main street that's a block away
From the small library to the high school, just a jot to get to
The sidewalks resemble the old boardwalks from yesteryear
The shops vary as the street winds to the highway
The country air blows thru the street full of manure
Good ole air, they say around here
The small diner with the local farmers dwell on
Talking about this year's events from farming to politics
The ladies at the sew shop talking gossip
It's amazing how time doesn't change as years pass
Every year the town picnic to the 4th July jamboree
To the harvest dance and everything in between
Small town people living the old time ways
Wishing every town was as good as it
Walking thru saying hey to neighbors all around
Can make every day a good day
Seeing people in the park enjoying the kids play
The banner welcoming you to our small town
Small town America, loving it, living it