Places

What we think
We have left behind
We have not left behind
More than the faces
The places appear
Before us as immediate
As before, as considerate as ever
The dusty streets remember
The frenetic feet of yesteryear
Want to know if they've arrived
The sandy school ground
Asks if you are certain
Where you stand
The church where you prayed
Before every hockey match
Knows you played as well as you could
The loco shed where the engine shuttles
Readying for another journey
Asks how the journey has been
Knowing all journeys must end.