Oklahoma Bound - Poem by Marilyn Lott
Did you ever hear of a town
And set out to find that place?
It’s fun, you should try it
Hopefully you’ll find a trace
For many little tiny towns
Barely even got a start
But it sure is fun to hunt for it
There’s excitement in your heart
Sometimes you discover that
It’s still the size it was at first
Only parts of buildings now are gone
As though there was a curse
A ghost town often times it is
Kinda makes you sad, doesn’t it?
There is no store for folks to shop
No restaurant in which to sit
But you know, it’s still part of history
There’s such beauty in these towns
Oney is one of them you can find
If you’re Oklahoma bound!
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