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Below is the poem entitled REMEMBERING WHEN which was written by poet Cyndi MacMillan. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

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I remember when
pretty girls who’d disappeared
were almost always found,
school shootings were inconceivable,  
and holy ground was holy ground.

But... I remember when
rumors buzzed on Dominion* Day
for an aunt nursed a black eye
as she wept into a lush bouquet
though no one asked her why.

I remember when
I'd babysit all night for ten bucks
and pie crusts were homemade, 
we’d groove to cherished forty-fives
as cookie jars we’d raid.

But...I remember when
therapy may have been quite a shock,
and the 'slow' got left behind,
Nuns used rulers on tiny hands
and cops weren’t colorblind.

I remember when
my mom turned off our small TV
that I was rarely bored,
Sundays were kept for the family
and telephones had cords.

And yet I remember when
a depressed man labeled queer 
lived a double life,
while a woman who loved women
slowly withered as his wife.

I remember when
people talked instead of texted,
all mail required stamps,
summertime meant drive-in movies
and kisses left cheeks damp.
But... I remember when
most rapists were never jailed
though Mandela wasn't free,
the Berlin wall refused to fall
and Tiananmen Square stained history.

Yes, I remember when
the world seemed somewhat kinder,
oh, those eyes of youth,
but I’m much older and wiser now
and calling out the truth.

*Dominion day is now known as Canada Day, July 1, which celebrates the birth of my nation.

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  1. Date: 2/19/2014 4:13:00 PM
    So true, things change some for the good & some not. //Glad your back to your novel/prose writing! [I would never tell you to stuff it, never, I was told in a passive aggressive way to stuff it for 30 years! Also, society pretty much tells women to stuff it 24 x7 from birth to the grave.] still stumbling myself with POV & verb tenses. // Light & Love

  1. Date: 8/6/2013 5:40:00 AM
    Wonderful Cyndi--I remember!!--Hope you're well kiddo!

  1. Date: 7/26/2013 3:58:00 PM
    I agree with most of these comments-truly a very powerful poem. It was nice to go back in time for a bit. (: I like the ending too. There's a touch of nostalgic sadness there, but it's wrapped over the fact that you are older and now can share with others what you have learned, A very giving piece of work. I quite enjoyed reading. Thanks. Always, Laura

  1. Date: 7/5/2013 6:17:00 AM
    So much truth, something's get better and something's get worse, it's the way life is kept in balance, and since we do know this we need to constantly affect and effect change hoping what we do or become is for the better. HOPE Light & Love

    Guzzi Avatar Debbie Guzzi
    Date: 7/5/2013 6:18:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    I have missed you dearly and can't wait to hear from you more often soon!
  1. Date: 6/14/2013 9:16:00 PM
    Beautiful!!! Brought me a smile!

  1. Date: 6/14/2013 4:05:00 AM
    A powerful write my friend,if only we can go back to the days of yesterday,oh how much more better it would be. xxx

  1. Date: 6/13/2013 2:54:00 PM
    Hope you still love me! LOL I've been neglecting my friends here on the Soup... moving next Tuesday and hopefully back on track after that! Hugs, Jack xoxox

  1. Date: 6/13/2013 1:19:00 PM
    I have no idea why you're on my block poet list. I don't see how you are on my favorite list and blocked at the same time. Have we ever had a spat before. Refresh my memory. I don't recall it. You never called me names, like a troll nor insulted my poetry. Have you? DX

  1. Date: 6/13/2013 12:45:00 PM

  1. Date: 6/11/2013 12:11:00 PM
    now, i wish i could somehow get my innocence back, cyn... yes, we still have a sliver of it and this seemingly intense piece highlights all our past glories and defeats... truly a work of art, a walk down the marks of one's personal history... a keeper this is! huggs .. SOUPY!..:)

  1. Date: 6/11/2013 12:58:00 AM
    this is FANTASTICO. I kind of was thinking on those same lines when I did my own rendition of this theme, but I just decided to keep it all about the negative of violence instead of delving so deeply into the things that have actually improved. Sadly some will not call gay rights and other things as improvements, but I feel that there were indeed evil things swept under the rug in the "olden days'

  1. Date: 6/10/2013 9:10:00 PM
    Very well describing the journey towards maturity. Beautiful poem. I love it :)