I found this in my draft box. It has been there since 2008. I am sure this is about Guerneville. Seems unfinished to me:
there's a street...
just an ordinary street...
broken sidewalks..
and old concrete.
In the summertime so many faces swim by
always busy, scurring 'neath the periwinkle sky
Some are strangers, most are friends
The former to the latter by the end.
The Autumn comes, but can't turn the leaves
the forests are all evergreen.
Redwood giants towering.
There's never snow, oh but the rains, how they come and go.
And that street...
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Love it!
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