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:
So many things remembered...and the joy they brought remains..
Take care, Roy.
Glad to have you back and that your eyes are healing well. Great memories,great read.
Good to see you around sir. Glad to know that you are okay...:)
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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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.
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.
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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