Build on the backs of our fathers
Small towns from sea to sea
A symbol of hard work and freedom
Things our children may never see.
Small towns erased from our memories
Crowded streets and congestion all
My kingdom for the country
Not another mall.
This is poetry about life...our lives...with all of our differences and all of our similarities wrapped up in a big box that contains who we are, what we know and what we do. Please feel free to comment and add poetry of your own.