Storm Poem by Jesus Diaz Llorico

In my time, many years ago
It was always the same scenario
That whenever there is a storm
It's my favored time to stay at home
For I would listen to romantic songs
And dreamed and lay in bed all day long

As to my favorite radio stations
That at times I request for dedications
Wherein today I do not know
If they're still on air or maybe no more
The WIZ radio and D.W. double L.
And the familiar tunes...
'You are the minstrel and I'm your guitar'
The memory of 'the mellow touch'
Words that I longed to hear again

Those days are distant and seem forever
Since I have become old and been away
For nowadays, I always remember
The simple things, and the simple life
That makes me forget the everyday strife
The beauty of living in my generation
As it gave me a chance to express
That period of my life where I was blessed
My days that I miss..my life of long ago.