Small town streets


“Golden Passages”

by reocochran

~ November, ’17 ~

It doesn’t have to signify

literal interpretation.

Let’s go beyond

small town streets. . .

This isn’t about inanimate things.

No, not roads, location or

any particular, “certain”

areas of the country.

It is about friends,

neighbors, families,

couples, single ones and

warm, caring connections.


It may even be a path

not visible to eyes.


Laughing, sharing

and stretching beyond

yards, often into unexpected

senior communities and

sophisticated condos.

Humanity touching by

inviting others into closer

proximity and “within arm’s reach.”

Intended to include

and unite so much

more than just

one town.

Please finish

this thought:


means to

Me. . . ”

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