Small Town
I remember that summer
A lifetime ago.
You were a boy
I couldn’t wait to get to know.
I was but a girl.
We both were so young.
Mistakes yet to make…
A lifetime to come…
It feels like only yesterday that I last spoke to you…
Now you’re a small town rumour, but I’m sure it can’t be true…
You smiled when you saw me
And I smiled too.
Our last conversation;
If only I knew.
I might’ve used your nickname
Like I did years before
But I’m glad we said goodbye
Before you headed out the door.
It feels like only yesterday that I last spoke to you…
Now you’re a small town rumour, that I’m praying isn’t true.
The news spread like whispers
Around this small town.
So long, see you later.
Won’t see you around.
I never imagined
It would go this way.
Can’t quite believe it…
Don’t know what to say…
It feels like only yesterday that I last spoke to you…
Now you’re a small town rumour, and I’m so sad that it’s true.
Small Town is a short poem by Ms Moem.
