PAUSE!!!

My Neighbourhood

Home calling, travelling through
All the alleys, the lake
The towering pine trees
The misty fields

The familiar faces, just a nod
A smile,stranger in a land of the known.
The crowd is still alive
The bakery’s smell will never change

The smoke still billows
From the chimney
Against that resilient red sun
The birds chirping way back home

That hilltop view
That evergreen grass
The unrelenting rain
The slow life

Pause. Pause your pain
Your deceit
Your misery
And. Heal