I went to Lindenhurst last night
I thought I Heard the bells
Ring out loud at O.L.P.H.
The town was Dark and still.
I then went back to East Elmhurst
Outside St. Gabriel’s
And no one Recognized me there.
I felt a Solemn chill.
“Perhaps I’ll come back Someday soon”,
I thought as I did leave.
“I don’t belong Here anymore”,
Was all I could believe.
I have there now no Friend or foe
But only Tales to tell
Of life that was once, long ago,
A world I once knew well.