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Thursday, September 15, 2011

lot remembered


Nostalgia

The room is empty now but you remember when
The fire place crackles the smell of wood burning
 The sound of eggs sizzling in a pan
The smell of coffee on the boil

Nostalgia

The faint sounds of a train whistle blowing for the crossing
You look up to see the sky then watch the ground rushing by
You hear the rope grown out a creaking sound you pump to go higher
The wind flowing in your hair

Nostalgia

You smell something in the air. Is it bread cooking?
You hear a song on the radio, just where did you go?
You hear a voice just how you rejoice
Long ago it made you smile

Nostalgia

Do you remember a coke with peanuts?
How about poodle skirts or Gnat shirts?
How about bobby socks or a hula hoop
Or popcorn in the park

Nostalgia   
    
A hot dog on a stick roasting on a fire
Coasting down a hill on a bike
A swim at the pool or just bathing in the sun
Walk down a lane with a friend that was fun

Nostalgia

The is covered in white the wind does bite
Sliding down the hill just knowing your head for a spill
Oh but what a thrill
That snowman wearing an old tin pan

Nostalgia

I remember when. Do you?

Thank you and God Bless

7 comments:

Corinne Rodrigues said...

So many things remembered...and the joy they brought remains..
Take care, Roy.

Jan said...

Glad to have you back and that your eyes are healing well. Great memories,great read.

Babby said...

Good to see you around sir. Glad to know that you are okay...:)

Tameka said...

So many memories invoked in this poem. Yes, I do remember. Thanks for taking me back in time.

Hope you're recovering nicely and are comfortable. Be well dear.

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fantacy in practicality said...

nostalgic moments make me travel back to my childhood days. in winter the morning sunshine and getting up from bed with the smell of coffee, me and my father planning the holiday....my favorite aromatic evergetic morning.

fantacy in practicality said...

nostalgic moments make me travel back to my childhood days. in winter the morning sunshine and getting up from bed with the smell of coffee, me and my father planning the holiday....my favorite aromatic evergetic morning.

fantacy in practicality said...

nostalgic moments make me travel back to my childhood days. in winter the morning sunshine and getting up from bed with the smell of coffee, me and my father planning the holiday....my favorite aromatic evergetic morning.

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