In emerald tones, my town lay
A sanctuary of peace, in a bygone day
1993's summer, warm and bright
A time of ponder, a delicate delight
The trees stood tall, with verdant pride
Their canopies, a alleviating shade inside
The discuss was fresh, the breeze so light
As sunbeams moved, through morning's to begin with light
In this green town, I meandered free
A child of nature, wild and carefree
The fragrance of sprouts, the tunes of birds
A ensemble, that resounded words
Memories wait, like foggy dawns
Of chuckling and delight, in unending yawns
A time of blamelessness, a time of glee
In my green town, wild and free
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