Emile Pinet Poet Rhyme

Rich Dimes

Let's walk down memory lane,
skipping past forgotten pain.
And recall what used to be
when games were most often free.

Remember when for a lark,
we'd play "hide and seek" till dark?
And small chores earned us rich dimes;
though our clothes dried on clotheslines.

We believed in Santa Claus,
superheroes, and just cause.
And fresh air held a sweet smell,
while water came from a well.

The bogeyman, just pretend;
and every cop was your friend.
Whenever tall tales got spun,
bad guys lost, and good guys won. 

Teenagers had loads of fun
without carrying a gun.
And friends only died in play;
they all lived; just yesterday.


(Rhyme)


8/4/2015

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Connie Marcum Wong July 5, 2019 at 4:22 PM I recall all and more of youth spent more carefree. Kids don't know how to do this today as we used imagination instead of video games and tablets that don't encourage them using their imagination. Excellent Emile. Congratulations on your podium win! : ) xxoo Emile Pinet July 5, 2019 at 5:19 PM Thanks Connie, it's a part of history that will never be repeated my friend, Emile.

Line Gauthier March 8, 2018 at 8:59 AM Fabulous nostalgia - I can relate. Lovely walk down memory lane, Emile. Emile Pinet March 8, 2018 at 9:43 AM Thanks Line, I appreciate you insightful comments. Emile.

Andrea Dietrich August 5, 2015 at 8:17 PM outstanding nostalgia. I love this, Emile A SEVEN Emile Pinet August 6, 2015 at 8:39 AM Thanks so much Andrea, I appreciate your friendly words of support. Emile.

Kp Nunez August 5, 2015 at 1:19 PM Seems much of what you wrote have been replaced, Emile. I like your walk down memory lane. Kim Emile Pinet August 5, 2015 at 3:53 PM Thanks Kim, I appreciate you insightful comments. Emile.

Nette Onclaud August 4, 2015 at 3:40 PM enchanting write of the good old times, emile.. your pen deeply shines!.. huggs Emile Pinet August 5, 2015 at 7:45 AM Thank you so much Nette, for this vote of confidence and encouragement. Emile.