David Walker Poet Rhyme

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The Air of a Different Century

The Air of a Different Century
David J Walker

And to think
I remember days in 1956

Not that they mattered to anyone
As young as me 

Only that the sky was clear and
I breathed the air 
of different century 

where it rained on me 
in the fall

and the snow was pure and
fell on all who braved the 
winter storms of 1956 

the hustler and bustlers drove cars
and took buses to 
downtown Denver waiting 

for golden flakes to fall
from the capital dome 

It was my 1956 Home

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Gary Radice August 10, 2021 at 1:49 PM Another great poem David. I loved it. Cheers - Gary David Walker August 10, 2021 at 4:49 PM Thank you, Gary ...I hope all is going well for you