The township

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Oh, I long for the returning,
Oh, I long to rush back home into that town!
To our street of just three houses,
Where it's simple and familiar for a day.

Where they visit without asking,
Where there is no hate or masking - lovely home!
Where a birth is celebrated,
And the final path is shaded by the yard.

Time is spinning, snow is falling,
And the neighbors left for places far away.
When the houses were demolished,
We were joking, my dear fellow - "it's okay!"

Once a year a letter reaches,
Merry Christmas, health it teaches, many years.
Only eight short lines of greeting,
Different handwriting we're meeting -
Hi to all!..

Only dreams bring back the faces,
Half are gone to other places -
Light is bright.
Year has passed, the mailbox empty,
Just two papers, news in plenty.
No one writes.