No City for Me

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I wrote this little poem while waiting for my food order at the local café/beer joint called Twink's. It explains why I prefer small town life to big city living, and tells a little about my rather dull life.

Submitted: June 22, 2019

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Submitted: June 22, 2019



I’ve tried living in the city;

Never felt so all alone.

So many people rushing here and there,

I kept wishing to go back home.


Two towns share my heart now,

One named Clifton, the other Clyde.

A place where the crime is so low,

My treasures I don’t have to hide.


For almost forty years we lived in Clifton.

It will always be like home.

We raised our kids and lost one too

Now they are all married and grown.


Grandkids now fill our days and hours,

Ballgames, trips and fun galore.

Two dogs and hubby occupy my house and bed

Who could ask for anything more?


So give me my small town life,

Wednesday night wings at Twink’s,

Then off to home for tv and games

Before I grab my forty winks.


I’ll leave the city life to those with more grit

They can have the crowds and the crime.

I’ll stick with my friends in Clifton and Clyde,

And that’s where I’ll spend my time.

c. 2019


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