When we were kids

we lived
in small town
simplicity

high
on the hills,
and the purest air

our lives were set
to sunsets on old
school watches

second hands
worn from work

filled
with peach pies
for shy neighbours

life was
sweet when
we were simple

but so it goes
how simple
is complicated

and filth
can climb
mountains

© Nicole Lyons 2017

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