I miss days of old
when simple times were here
walking down a country road
not a worry or a fear
Playing outside all day
losing track of time
rushing in to mama's cooking
not a bite left behind
When prayer was in school
and the freedom to say
going outside for recess
learning mixed with play
Neighbors helping neighbors
through good times and bad
the most loyal friends
so willing and glad
Looking forward to church
spirit-filled revivals too
fried chicken Sunday dinner
and banana pudding menu
Walking to the store
a few pennies in hand
buying penny candy
thinking it was grand
Wearing hand me down clothes
feeling they were new
getting a new pair of shoes
to last the school year through
The joy of Christmas time
and waiting so patiently
for that apple and orange
under the Christmas tree
Each night at bedtime
saying a kneeling prayer
thanking God for his blessings
and tender, loving care
© Susie Swanson, 2019
Susie, I copied this sweet old memory to send to my sister. She doesn't do computers or text on phones...so we write to each other a couple times a week...we live 5 miles apart. In our youth we would have gladly walked that far. LOL. We call each other "our therapist"...because writing about our memories , or things that we are going thru helps us. Susie, when I read your posts, poems and stories...you take me with you. I love it. I am praying you are doing well and having good days. Love you so much, Blessings, xoxo, Susie
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely, Susie! Those were the days. I feel sorry for the kids who know nothing about those things. I pray God sends revival to this land I love so much.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem, Susie. Those were such good times, and you describe them all so well. Wonderful memories!
ReplyDeleteYour poem is precious, Susie. Brings back many fond memories. I DO love banana pudding!! I used to walk to the store and get things for my elderly neighbors and they would give me a stick of soft peppermint candy in return. I hope you will have a restful night. Blessings to you.
ReplyDeleteI love this, Susie....and so true. Remember when you got ONE new pair of shoes for school and wore them with everything...and then had to had tennies for gym class. I loved this poem -it was a trip down memory lane.
ReplyDeleteThanks for leaving a comment on my blog about my brother's death. Love to you- xo Diana
Oh Susie, I miss all those things you said too. I really remember many of them myself. This is such a heartwarming poem. I remember the apples and oranges my mom put in our stockings, and walking down to the local store and buying penny candy. That was so much fun. And neighbors helping neighbors. Growing up, and even when I was raising kids, I would ask the neighbors for some sugar if I was baking cookies. Oh, those were truly the days, Susie. I will pass this on to my kids. They should read what our mamas life was like.
ReplyDeletelove, ~Sheri