Salem Time

Days of our youth are long since gone Yet some things take us back. Memories impressed forever... On our mind's Silent Track, The Lake, the Sand, the Pier so old The Shore next to the Water so blue. Remembering the Badminton and Volleyball Games... And who tried to outscore who. The Tavern where we sometimes ate In our festive Summer Shorts. Walking down the Road at night... Using only the Beam of an old Flashlight. Those days of our youth were filled with fun With our Parents' Love and ceaseless Rhyme. Though we are no longer Young... We fondly remember - OUR SALEM TIME.

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Rowdy Yates

Date: 10/6/2015 9:29:00 AM

What way to go back in time. Great memory's.

Dan Cwiak
Date: 10/6/2015 11:27:00 AM

Thanks, Rowdy. I appreciate your words.

Michael Tor

Date: 10/5/2015 11:21:00 PM

Very nice to think back of those adventures days of youth.

Dan Cwiak
Date: 10/6/2015 1:09:00 AM

Yes, Michael...and it's too bad we can't get back to those days except in our memories. Salem was a small town in WI where all the families met for vacations and fun. Thanks for the read and the comments.

Pam Deremer

Date: 10/5/2015 5:13:00 PM

I enjoyed your poem.

Dan Cwiak
Date: 10/6/2015 1:06:00 AM

Thanks, Pam. I appreciate your comments.