Today I walked down a street I've known for years.
Last time I was here I did not care.
Though the hardness of the sidewalk
Seems to welcome my boots..,
Glass buildings stand where once before
Was paid parking...
New sculpture and color belie buildings
Decades old, yet imposing as always.
A grip I feel from my younger days
When parking fines and worn down
Dress pants were things I was used to in so many ways.
Old love it seems bursts forth today
To call home a son who'd gone far away.
Imparting comfort and strength held just back for me
And cutting a rope to watch me break free
