"My Little Town" and our neighborhood. by M. Emmett Townsend

In my little town

In my little town
I grew up believing
God keeps his eye on us all
And he used to lean upon me
As I pledged allegiance to the wall
Lord I recall
My little town

...
Words & music ã by Paul Simon 1975

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I am grateful to Marilyn for this group,

but of course it takes people to raise a Village...

NOT a Village to raise a child,

that takes parents and values taught by them.

But "Our Little Town" can be a place of comfort and healing.

The front porch of old, where we can watch the children play.

Where the ladies can watch the old men getting older and

laugh at the realities of living life, together with friends.

Marilyn is right.

First we gathered...

Good people, OK people and even some mean people...

and thank fully most the mean ones have moved on

then we grouped,

writers in the library,

crafters in my wife's parlor,

thinkers here,

tinkerers over there,

moms on the porch's,

dad's talking politics in the yard by the bar-b-q,

Some move in next door,

others move out...

Things seems to be settling, in a good way Gather is growing

and yet is seems a closer friendlier place...

It as become our Town... and getting big too.

But thats OK because in a big town such as this you have

Neighborhoods...

And so I want to thank you for welcoming me to

Our Neighborhood !

ã Nov 19th M. Emmett Townsend