There are times when we think <br />of places where we grew up. <br />We moved away, then came back <br />to find some places were different <br />and others were not. <br />The ones that were different <br />we remember them as they were. <br />We hoped they would never change, <br />but time and progress <br />made sure that they did <br />and all we are left with <br />are memories of what once was.<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/places-8/
