Vivid rememberance of a day long past
Of a time I thought would last
That I used to look back on with anguish
And now I do it with delight
Or rather, I don’t look back
I am clean, fresh and new
The place is all the same
Except for the pictures on the walls
And the dogs on the street
And I am ready to go back
To be my clean, fresh and new self
Amidst the old stone
And the new faces