Ode To the Five and Ten
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It was old fashioned shopping,....floors were warm planks of wood
Where footsteps sounded hallow, and the walls were lined with goods
A “5 and 10” cent heaven, … was the friendly Woolworth's Store
One would always be surprised, what revolved behind that door
How quickly flew the hours of a summer afternoon,
to fritter through the clutter, that lay in waiting there
Time would disappear upon a dime, with a sweeping of the eyes
like the feather dusting of the racks on the shelves of all the years
One could hear the clink of metal that nourished the till
Where children holding a mother’s hand, could be rewarded for keeping still
Little hands, restrained, would tire, leaning over a heart’s desire
While a mother would conspire with the clerk of the day
For there a child would stand in mute dismay,
An indecisive millionaire, a fight of tooth and nail despair
With fifty ways they might disburse two whole nickels in a purse
A bit of this and a bit that, a stack of crayons, a pair of socks,
Some satin ribbons, a new array of small barrettes, to dress the locks
Cases of candy, a licorice whip, eyes embracing one after another…
Laces or vases, sissors or needles, color climbing color
The stacked up bolts of ginghams, worsteds, chintz and serges
Trays of trinkets, and souveniers, ‘Evening in Paris’, the bottle was gorgeous
All of these things, under a dollar, even a collar for all the pooches
To know how it was to sit on a stool, after school
Order a sandwich, and sip sodas, always cool and sublime
This was how Woolworth’s….a store of the past
Would build a memory to last and last…..,
Forever in time, for a nickel or a dime...
....how much more could one girl find, and how much could one child ask?
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Skat's Premiere Contest: #13
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2011
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