James Foulk Poet Free verse

Harrison's Five and Dime

Harrison's Five and Dime, those wooden floors

you had were so grand and creaky.

Going up and down your small isles

passing my time while checking out

your shelves of fine goods.

Coming to the toy soldiers,

cowboys and indians which ones

should I buy today, or maybe all

of them.  Spying the model cars

and planes was a favorite of mine.

Loved those jet planes,

would play with them for hours.

You really weren't a Five and Dime

there were a lot of things in here

way over a dime.  We always just called

you a dime store.  Ben Franklin five and

dime was your competitor, but I did most

of my business with yor.  Sometimes I bought

me a comic or two or just some baseball

cards, loved the smell the gum left on the cards

that was still there many years later.

Your store was a little kid's dream world

after my mom gave me my money for

my chores that I had done all week,

i would go up there and spend hours

until I found something I wanted.

You're no longer there anymore

like a lot of things are not here anymore,

memories are still here and i will hold

them in my heart until day I die.

Written 8-15-11

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Andrea Dietrich August 17, 2011 at 11:30 PM we had several stores in my Iowa city like this one, too. Cohns, Woolworth's (the dime store) and others. I miss them, don't you?

Jack Horne August 17, 2011 at 5:05 PM Another beautiful nostalgic write - I'll miss these. Hope you return soon, James - and be safe until then : )

Doris Culverhouse August 17, 2011 at 2:02 PM we had a dime store here too....is was Maxwell's. they had a candy counter with chocolate by the pound and I usually never had money for it but it was still nice to smell it and drool. I would beg mom to go in there.

Elizabeth Wesley August 16, 2011 at 9:21 PM I remeber that kind of store, it had wooden floors and a special smell that kept you there awhile. You bring back lots of memories with your verse James.

Linda-Marie Sweetheart August 16, 2011 at 7:29 PM we did not have this store on our end of the map but it is reminiscent to Woolworth..my Mom's favorite shopping palace.. lovely memories James..

James Peranteau August 16, 2011 at 6:27 PM I can smile all day with this write dear poet ! TY for bringing those memorries back ! Have a blessed night sir ! Much love, james

Nette Onclaud August 16, 2011 at 5:38 PM those memories are surley ofr keeps, just like this stinning piece, james.. winning wishes is for a contest,,:) huggs, nette

Carolyn Devonshire August 16, 2011 at 3:47 PM James, I remember these five-and-dime stores from my childhood. If I had but 15 cents, I might find several things I could afford. And browsing was such fun. I see Bob's note about your sabatical below. I, too, would miss your poems if you did not return when you can. Love and blessings for your future, Carolyn