I like taking a walk down the alley way
Much preferred from the street view
For you see peoples' real
Not the façade that they put on for their neighbors
Your steps down the alley way reveal
Daddy's handy weekend work of assembled tree houses made out of scraps
Gardens that people have poured blood and sweat into - not for aesthetic purposes but to simply grow real food
Chicken coops where hens squawk and eggs are collected daily
And rusty Ford pickups that carried their fathers' farms - simply are too much nostalgia to part with
Greenhouses that stand up to the snow and foster growth despite the cold
Chopped wood piles that fuel the fire
For my walk down the alley way instead of the street reveals that beauty lies in purpose
