Chesterfield… My home
Chesterfield
To the untrained eye, it remains a small quiet town.
But to those who know it well it’s a home so renowned.
When you look you may not see alot, but I can see its shine.
And even on the boring days, I’m happy to call it mine.
A town that most will blink and miss,
Is the town that I call home, and if its taught me one thing its this.
That it will always be there, when I come home.
Even when I left its grounds and began to roam.
I always remember the place from where I came.
And know that there, they know my name.
I haven’t always seen its beauty, but lately its come through.
As I look at it and know that soon I’ll be somewhere new.
And I’ll look back at my old town and put on a simple smile.
And remember all the memories that have last through my trials.
So when you look at Chesterfield next, take a closer look.
And when you do I’ll promise you it will have you on its hook.
Maybe not to keep you there forever.
But to at least know its made an impact that you will never sever.