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Not Like We Did

Not Like We Did Sometimes I wonder about the good old days Growing up and parting ways Sometimes wish I could have stayed a kid They have good times now but not like we did Painting ghosts on store fronts for Halloween Stop at Mike's and play the pinball machine Go for lunch down old Broad Street Get a hamburger from Texas Pete Friday dances in the gym at Saint Jerome Stop at the bowling alley before going home In the Vic is where I first got kissed At the Coffee Cup, we did the Twist The Coney Island and the S and A Stopped at the pool room almost every day Behind the Acme lot there was a circus show Swim in the summer time at the Bungalow Stop at the station waiting for the train Deliver the Courier in the pouring rain Watch a parade on Decoration Day Flowers for Mary during the month of May Little income but we were all well fed Danny sold Italian bread Back porch picnics and we played wiffle ball Free movies in Middle Ward park, we had it all Church picnics at Dutch Hill Park Play in the street until well after dark Small man thrived, a living earned Tamaqua was where we grew and learned. We had sports heroes when I was a kid They have heroes now, but not like we did Stadium was filled for the football game Basketball season, the town did the same Roller skating on center Street Stop at the Five Points to get a bite to eat I look back and my memory thrives So many good people have touched our lives

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 3/26/2012 3:02:00 PM
Vince, Wonderful memories. I have noticed that kids of today will appreciate much simpler things if we raise them that way. My kids are happy going to the park, where they now take their kids for fun. I hope to share this kind of fun with my grandkids too. Right now they are babies. I enjoyed your stroll down memory lane and remember that poetry can take you right back again. Excellent poem! Mahalo, Connie
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Date: 3/19/2012 7:10:00 PM
i don't know how i missed this poem - it's wonderful! i love all the memories you've described, especially because of how beautifully you've rhymed them. ~ thanks, too, for checking out so many of my poems. much appreciated!
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Date: 3/17/2012 11:52:00 AM
The good old days when life seems so much simpler and full of fun. Nice memories to carry of the past. love phyl
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Date: 3/17/2012 10:21:00 AM
A wonderful nostalgic piece, Vince. I think the kids of today and the last generation have really missed out on the simple things of life. I enjoyed reading your poem, Vince. Love, Kim
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Date: 3/17/2012 8:52:00 AM
Good morning, VINCE.. a very good poem,, i think much about my good days... and the people that made a difference,, enjoyed. "HAPPY ST PATRICK DAY TO YOU , GOD BLESS~ ALWAYS PD ;-)
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Date: 3/16/2012 9:06:00 PM
(unappreciated for our poetry I mean)
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Date: 3/16/2012 9:06:00 PM
Yes, down memory lane again with you, Vince. I recall seeing other poems like this of yours. I enjoyed your comment at joe's blog about our poet woes. So unappreciated we are by those we love most!!
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