Eureka Poem by Alyssa Marquardt

Watch the orange and pink sunset
paint a smile on the face of the sky.
Watch a million seagulls pass me by.
Feel the cold, familiar breeze.
Never forget
the tall, strong redwood trees.
Feel soft hot sand beneath my toes.
In this world where green grass grows.
Hike to the pond and feed the ducks,
Smell the grey leather of Papa’s old truck
Collapse into Grandma’s embrace.
Finally feel a smile
Crawl across my face.
Smell hay and scat at the sequoia zoo.
Hear the Jazz band sing the blues.
Hear the cheerful church choir sing
Sway side to side
On the silver chained swings.
Walk through Old Town and explore the shops.
Find a friendly face on every block.
All these things that bring me bliss.
Happen in this town I miss,
In this world I really know.
This place I call my home.
Eureka.