1950

a new decade
we had it made
the warring 40's past
at long long last
the sky was bluer 
the world was newer
as a lad of 7
life was heaven
it couldn’t last
the 50's passed
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April 17, 2023 at 9:08 PM
Brighter days for many, black days for those who lost someone but all in all, a time to start another war. I think the US has been at war ever since. Nostalgiac and much to think about, Terry.
Ireland Avatar
April 17, 2023 at 11:04 PM
I know Daniel. Since 1815, end of the Napoeonov Wars, there has been at least one British Serviceman Killed by enemy action every year except 1968. So much for peace.
Rodrigues Avatar
April 17, 2023 at 5:00 AM
Nice reminiscent! Time without tablets and cells…more time spent outside.
Ireland Avatar
April 17, 2023 at 10:03 AM
A quieter, more private time Kim, when friends knocked on your door to communicate.
Volumes Avatar
April 17, 2023 at 4:07 AM
And Jimmy will go to sleep. In his own little room again. It must have been hard to believe that th war was really over.. Nice poem Terry
Ireland Avatar
April 17, 2023 at 10:01 AM
I was 7 - I remember Emily Medforth, teacher who encouraged me to write, saying “of course most of you here will see the year 2000”. And look where we are now.
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