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Yesterday

I took a walk thru yesterday you know the place I mean where you could play without a care and dream a peaceful dream A place where everyone you saw you always knew their name a place where you played hide and seek and stayed out in the rain A place when you heard "tag you're it" always brought a smile to your face and everybody ran for the porch cause they knew that it was safe Each neighborhood had a candy house that got every cent you owned a quarter bought a lot of stuff too bad those days are gone A place where you could visit friends but you couldn't stay too long because you had to be back at home before the street lights came on I miss those days and I wish that I could take my children there I'd take them back to yesterday and let them live without a care I'd show them how things used to be let them see how things were done like if you had to fight someone you didn't need to use a gun Didn't worry about a drive by when you played out in the yard so many things have changed it seems childhood has gotten hard The streets didn't have gang bangers didn't have to watch your back but now they're filled with bad boys talking trash and slingin' crack Too bad we can't rewind that time and play it back today all we can do now is treasure it and remember yesterday copyright2005

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Date: 1/25/2009 8:14:00 AM
thanks to both of you for your comments. it's hard for young people today to understand what a different time it was when i was growing up. it wasn't all fun and games but it was better than today. Sabrina - i thank you for your comment especially. much luv
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Date: 1/25/2009 2:40:00 AM
amazing! Being only, honestly 12 I can't relate to what you call "yesterday", but I understand from the stories my grandma and mom tell me that our life as young people is harder now. That our generation is one of the most violent. And it saddens me to know I'm a part of this generation of destruction.
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Date: 1/24/2009 7:06:00 PM
Welcome to the Soup! This is a lovely piece, full of fond reminiscences... superb flow and rhyming too! Well done Theresa!! Best wishes, Keith
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