Old Center Road

By: Elizabeth Sperfslage

Home of the dusty air

Where the corn grows tall

Land of the stray cats


To go anywhere you have to hop in the car,

nowhere worth getting to is in walking distance

and friends are never near by.

When someone drives by the air

becomes a cloud of dust.

And the view in every direction is corn fields and

beyond that even more.

But there is no place that is as quiet and peaceful.

The traffic is always almost nonexistent and

there is never a long wait.

Cats are never at a short and the air is

always fresh and crisp in the morning as the

sun dances across the ground.

There is almost endless yards of green grass

to run free in and every neighbor knows

your name.


Home of the dusty air

Where the corn grows tall

Land of the stray cats

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