Looking back on my life
I see beautiful places
I see beautiful people
And beautiful memories
I see a place I’ve always known
With people I’ve always loved
And memories always shown to defeat the fate of time
A place of happiness
A place of joy
A place where I grew up.
A place of love
And a place of hope
This place that I call home.
Out to the left is the industrial estate
A place of unforgivable dirt
Behind me is the city itself
A place where the malls and suburbia mix.
Right of me is an ocean view
A sight of solid blue.
But right in front is the magic itself
A memory that will never end
The stunning site of the city harbour
Of a man-made beach and jetty’s of yachts
All of this on a bed of rocks.
I see a place I’ve always known
With people I’ve always loved
And memories always shown to defeat the fate of time
People full of happiness
People full of joy
People with whom I’ve grown up
People who I’ll always love
People full of hope
These people that live at home.
The people there are the ones you want to know
They are kind
They are generous
They are fun
They are smart
They are always there when you need a good heart-to-heart.
The thing about the people there is that they always want to help
Whether it’s for the community
Or the elderly
Or the students
Or the environment
No matter what they’re always there
And it’s everyone and everything for which they CARE!!
I see a place I’ve always known
With people I’ve always loved
And memories always showed to defeat the fate of time
Memories of happiness
Memories of joy
Memories of growing up
Memories of love
Memories of hope
All of these memories of home.
Memories are like a nurse
They make you feel better when you’re feeling under the weather
They’ll always be there forever and ever
Memories from when I was little
When I was growing up, being naughty and leaving home.
Memories of winning my first trophy
My first medal
And my first dance.
Memories of my first day of school,
My first swimming lesson and my first driving lesson.
All of these remain in me
This nurse called a memory
A memory is something you’ll never lose
And they’re the things that make you and build you as you are.
Looking back on my life
I see beautiful places
I see beautiful people
And beautiful memories.
I see memories always seen
With people I’ve always loved
And a place always known to defeat the fate of time.
This place where I come from
Is indeed the place I call home
And the town I’ve always lived in
Is of course…
GLADSTONE!
BY KAITLYN BEARD