My Town

May 9th, 2019

I remember the days before I knew what my town
was, before I knew what it meant to have my town.

You can tell a lot about someone when they say those words:
When they say them like a child's name: town.

The day of the town is setting for the night of the city.
Soon people will not discern between "the city" & "my town."

In my wife's town all the borders run together.
A nearby man from a world away may never say "my town."

I can't stand the narrow-minded hillbillies who cannot think.
They think nothing else deserves to exist that is not in "my town."

I am Tyler: I know that much for now.
I hope that one day I will again be proud to say "my town."