Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Sunday Childhood Memories

Sunday was patent leather shoes, white anklets with lace
Starchy petticoats, flouncy lavender dresses with huge bows in the back.
Sunday was Sunday School, where everyone in the church knew us.
Singing so loudly in the pew during church our mother was shushing us.

Sunday was roast beef and potatoes with chocolate or lemon meringue pie.
Sunday was a day for Daddy to stay home all day, show us his sense of humor.
We looked forward to this day all week long; it was almost our favorite day.
It would have been our very favorite if Saturday had not been cartoon day.

Sunday was singing along with The Lennon Sisters, 
Sunday was singing along with Mitch Miller
Sunday was eating homemade donuts and popcorn for supper.
Childhood Sunday memories make me smile to this day, 
Fifty years since I had one of those childhood Sundays.

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Rhonda Johnson-Saunders June 20, 2020 at 9:47 PM Beautiful family memories, Caren! Like you, I loved Sundays, but I also loved Saturdays for the morning cartoons. I'd get up early, make a bowl of Cocoa Puffs and veg out for about three hours. I wish life was still that simple. Hugs, Rhonda Caren Krutsinger June 21, 2020 at 9:34 PM We just absolutely loved Saturday morning and Sundays - all day long! I forgot to mention we went to Grandma's house every Sunday until she passed when we were twelve.