Dreams
Proud of kicking Hitler's ass 70 years agoDreams Just another fading town along the railroad line Thousands dotted the way west Once a proud centre of commerce Over 3000 souls called it home Now 68 hang on to their dreams Rusting rails, empty buildings moan in the wind Some come to the Coffee shop each morning Talk of weather, politics and lost dreams Coffee now a $1.00 a cup They moan with the wind saying I remember it a nickle. Proud of how they kicked Hitler'...