MY SMALL TOWN...

MY SMALL TOWN..

I am from a 

small  town, 

tucked 

down in 

the SE

part of WA.

State..

Oh it’s not 

grandeous or 

fabulous, 

but I think it’s pretty great !!

I am happy 

and blessed 

from where

 I come from..

No regrets, 

no sadness,

But I am  proud  

of who

I’ve become..

While young, 

back then, 

not a care 

in the world..

Sitting on my 

perch, watching

small town 

antics unfurl..

Remembering ..

My friends and 

I would sit on 

my historical 

front steps..

Giggling, laughing,

precious memories 

I’ve kept.. 

You know ..

As small towns go,

ours wasn't 

any different 

than most ..

Tongues always 

wagging with

tales the old ladies 

spoke..

SO...

Don't 

get me 

wrong.. 

I was not  

a bad girl.. 

Just carefree

and silly, doing 

life in a whirl..

Like when ..

My boyfriend 

and I,

in his car 

late at night  ..

Right on 

Main Street  

Making out in 

plain sight..

My mom flashing 

the porch light.. 

My clue to 

come in..

Even pounded 

on the car window, 

she  was livid,

her head

in a spin..

Still...

My small town 

gives me 

happiness as 

I think back

and remember. 

It’s feels like 

a dream 

as my memories 

I surrender ..

So once in awhile 

as I sit on my 

front step, 

I smile  to 

myself of those 

memories I’ve 

kept ..

Patsy McNutt Morgan

Rewritten 07/15/18