Reminiscence - Corners

Corners, Used to be Places to cross, To turn To meet and greet a friend And chat in friendly conversations. Corners, For Bee Bop Singing and For small neighborhood grocery stores And where some intersected and movie stars Are discovered. Corners, For lamp post that children watched with care To be home before the lamp post lamp came on And where Frank Sinatra leaned and sang 'In The Wee Small Hours.' Corners Where strange street names were posted, In large pring, to prevent anyone from getting Too lost. Now corners are gathering places for Forlorn lost men, Young and old, To boast of yesterday And lie about tomorrow. Corners, Places to escape from the mad rush, Where you can get to nowhere fast, Under an unfriendly 'Do No Loiter Sign.'