BEEN AWAY AND COMING BACK

I've been away from my city far too long 
I can't decide if that is right or wrong 
Things have changed that were not here before
Like the post office and general store 

Life moves on it's a constant change 
Some people embrace it others find it strange 
I prefer things as they were and just the same
What was there before is no more and such a shame 

Shops and buildings that were part of my youth
All taken down a sad reflection of the truth 
What will happen to my city in future years? 
Barely recognisable I think through a sea of tears