Simpler Times

Remember when snowflakes were scented with baby's breath
street lights were dinner bells
riding bikes was a day's restitution of fresh air
there were no amber alerts or at least we were not aware
God was still politically correct at the start of a school day
Wonder bread was no wonder, but what did we care?
...Simpler places of the mind

Reviews

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

This reminds me of a conversation that I had with a friend not too long ago...how life used to seem so big when we were small, and now it seems so much smaller now that we are big. Great imagery in this one, it really took me back to those special moments that I cherish in my mind.

[rhythm&blues]

So kind of you to say, thank you so much Sarah.

[hanir]

I love the flow.
nice write! 😊

[Peach]

I was really able to visualize such fine work. It's a great and simple piece!

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

You reminded some old memories with work work. Its wonderful!

[Adam Adams]

You gathered all the broken pearls of your olden days brought by your old-memories & beautifully joined 'em all with poetic words. Very heartfelt poetry it is. "Simpler Times" - Attractive title. Nice flow of ink.

[MOON]

Filled with nostalgia , lovely write.

[Develyn.]

I really like this one :)

[Jamestown]

Yes I do remember and those days are being erased unfortunately! I believe that one
of your lines says it all" when God was politically correct" yeah that one!
Is the answer to our demise, God is no longer at the forefront,
and we as a world will reap what we sow! This piece got
my emotions going, great job! Thanks for sharing and b-blessed! PTL!!!

[child of God]

This is beautiful. Write. I am not the best reviewer I just love reading and writing thank you for sharing it was a pleasure to read

[M.E.Lyle]

I remember those simpler times well. I could ride my bicycle to downtown Dallas and not be afraid, and the Wonder Bread store on Central Expressway. I can still smell the wonderful aroma of fresh baked bread. I remember catching fireflies after dark. In God We Trust really meant something. Where have all those good times gone. I love this little voyage of yours; down memory lane.

[~]

The Amber Alerts hit home for me.. she was a student in the high school I teach.. :( So much has changed for the worse, yet there is still hope being born with new sharp blades of truth!!