My home town

I miss my home town, miss
the streets that I use to play as
a child,we use to visit each year,
that freedom is gone now

I dream of the past when I
use to visit my home town, it
Is called Shiraz, laughing , h
having no worries, visiting
family and family far and
near

I remember how it felt walking
in the parks back home, with the
smell of spring spreading everywhere ,
, it felt I belonged to my home town
Shiraz once again

My heart is with my family back home,
with every breath I watch my child hood
from a distance memory , I hope for the day
we can meet again