Some days I feel like a tourist
Right here, in my own town
All the faces of all the people,
Are new to me
All the buildings look out of place
I read street signs,
I swear I never read before
I seem to find new nooks
Behind every corner I look
The same shops I always stop in,
Have all new faces,
Faces which don’t recognize me either
I feel like taking pictures,
Because I feel like I’m in a brand new land
Maybe I should take a tour,
Buy a map,
Or a book on this town’s history
Sometimes I feel the need to get away
And get lost
But on other days,
I truly feel like I am
© Dicky J Loweman 2015