The Way It Used To Be Poem by Richard Shindle

The Way It Used To Be



Remember the way it used to be when one gift at Christmas was a treasure.
Remember the way it used to be when Sunday meant the Family church service and Mom's fried chicken dinner.
Remember the way it used to be when Friday night football with high school friends to celebrate Homecoming.
Remember the way it used to be when a 21 cent movie matinee,5 cent popcorn, candy, and a soft drink was cherished.
Remember the way it used to be when the hometown library superseded Google search engines and party lines became cellphones.
Remember the way it used to be when Family Reunions with all our cousins, uncles, and aunts enjoyed a feast of good food and old memories.
Remember the way it used to be when April 15th was the first day of trout seasonand not tax day.
Remember the way it used to be when the first time to the beach we saw ocean waves and enjoyed the smell of the salty air.
Remember the wayit used to be when our parents and teachers were looked up to with respect and not disdain.
Remember the way it used to be when you had your first date and your hair was not just right with a pimple always in sight.
Will there ever be the way it used to be?
Take me back to yesterday once more!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Qiniso Mogale 18 April 2018

Take me to yesterday once more! A magnificent piece! Well penned!

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Richard Shindle

Richard Shindle

Waynesboro, Pennsylvania
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