#OpenPoetry My Native Home Town I have walked through the woods With them circling and peering down at me I have felt those slimy rocks under my feet They tried to throw me into the swirling waters I have felt the warmth of babies soft cheeks While they sunbathed in early spring I have inhaled the dust of a storm While I walked the fields of summer I have tried to catch the raindrop from the . roof While I waded in knee deep water I have jingled the sparkling glass around To keep the beat of my feet on the ground I have hummed the old movie tunes While travelling in a jeep to the next town I had done things I love to But am no longer in my hometown. #NativeHometown #Nojoto #OpenPoetry
