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I miss the days
when kids played outside
playing Relievio, Tag or Hide n Seek
till the street lights came on.
Back then,
all kids knew and understood
nationwide,
when the lights came on
it was time to go home.
“And-god-help-you !”
if a neighborhood parent caught
you outside past the light-curfew
they had no problem grabbing
you by your ear while dragging you
to your parents house.
When kids where taught to respect
their elders, and actually did
and would rather face a firing squad,
than be put on punishment
on a Friday night
Moms would invite a neighborhood
friend to stay for dinner,
because she knew
that kid was having a tough
time at home, nobody judged
people just cared back then.
Published 18th Apr 2021
| Edited 10th Apr 2022
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18th Apr 2021 6:38am
Dear J,
Me too! Wonderful memories of what is was growing up a lot less restricted and with a sense of freedom. Great write. H🌷
Me too! Wonderful memories of what is was growing up a lot less restricted and with a sense of freedom. Great write. H🌷
10th Apr 2022 3:43am
Not sure why I haven't replied back to anyone here . So sorry about that H.
Gee only a year late sheesh .
Hey but thanks for the visit and feeling something :)
Loves you
Jackie xoxox
Gee only a year late sheesh .
Hey but thanks for the visit and feeling something :)
Loves you
Jackie xoxox
18th Apr 2021 2:10pm
10th Apr 2022 3:44am
18th Apr 2021 5:15pm
It’s astonishing to me how quickly times have changed. I kinda miss the (mostly) carefree days of childhood, when I didn’t know the hellish truths of life. Great piece!
10th Apr 2022 3:44am
21st Apr 2021 4:17am
I adore this poem, my sister!!! I remember these times in the seventies in New Orleans. That is how our neighborhood was. We were a family. And we didn't have to be so afraid. Thank you for so vividly bringing me back to a time and place that I miss dearly. You are a truly great poet who has the writer's ability to take me back in time.
Xo
John
Xo
John
10th Apr 2022 3:48am
John , John , John, how could I have missed this wonderful response to this poem.
A NAPO poem at that lol i always enjoy your thoughtful and spot on interpretation of what I write about . You always make me feel worthy as a poet.
Always with love
Your sister
Jackie xo 😘 🤗
A NAPO poem at that lol i always enjoy your thoughtful and spot on interpretation of what I write about . You always make me feel worthy as a poet.
Always with love
Your sister
Jackie xo 😘 🤗
10th Apr 2022 4:40am
I know what you mean about the sundown curfew, or 5pm dinner, I got lost on my bike one afternoon and was afraid to go home after curfew, called Mom on a payphone and saved the day, she was still mad when I got home, nice entry :)
