Simply Then a Bio

When I was young,in summer sun
the excitement of life,just begun,
hours seemed like days, and days
by brooklets,still,we lazed;
When I was young,in poverty
simple pleasures were had ,for free
improvisation was our key,
for sport,fishing or climbing tree;
When I was young,before tv
books and radio were for me,
putting a face to voice and place
the birth of creativity.

Frugal times,spent so close to home
sans shopping malls and telephone
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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April 5, 2023 at 3:54 PM
Those were good days, Brian. I wish they'd come back. Great nostalgia!
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