Memories of Woolworth's
Memories of days gone by,
sitting at the old lunch counter
chowing down a patty melt
and a chocolate malted
with fries that were so fresh
and hot. Shopping there was
such a joy that found me there
on Saturday afternoon and many
times during the week also.
What a thrill walking up and down
those aisles searching oh, just searching
for things no longer with us, now they
can be found in a collectors shop,
for prices much higher than we paid
many years ago.
Woolworth's why did you leave us?
Your store was such a pleasure to
visit and to just spend some time with
friends and family. Christmas shopping
was done there each year and now you're gone.
Why, oh why did you leave us?
Written 7-10-11
Copyright © James Foulk | Year Posted 2011
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