I love to walk old streets,
Through towns both big and small,
One with all the history
Which has covered coated
The surrounding stone,
The houses and walls,
Lanes, avenues, and,
Boulevards my
Footsteps echoing as
They used to do when
The downtown street,
Was the place to be,
Where chance meetings
With friends made memories
Which cannot arise within
Today's sterile malls,
And hard, cold buildings
Of polished glass and steel.
Donovan Baldwin
Me too! I’ve recently joined my local historical society and museum to learn more local history.