The Old TImes

I am thinking of the old times

Of the times when we were kids that did not know better

When the flowers bloomed and the bees danced

And everything seemed nicer and happier.

I am thinking of the old times

Of the times when we played ball and got dirty

When every kid had ten cents to buy ice creams

And every parent had time to play with their kids.

I am thinking of the old times

Of the times when their were no robberies

When we could leave our doors open during the summer

And you can smell the dinner in the homes of the mommies.

I am thinking of the old times

Of the times when love was clean and not in a hurry

When boys gave you things like candy and chocolate

And we girls were in spring dresses sharing it with them

The times when there was no suffering or hatred, our time.

Reviews

[ice]

Hi Lynx
I experienced much of the first two stanzas, early in life..but for the most part the "old times" were nothing like what you have pictured in this poem for me, and yet the very idea of what would have been ideal is. I like this poem, don't get me wrong. It puts me in a state of nostalgia, and that is a good place to be, sometimes.
I am a child of the sixties, you can imagine the turmoil, just looking at the history of that time frame..maybe that makes what I have said here more clear.

Your poem is well done, I enjoyed reading it..

ice