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The Good Old Days

my Father’s smile is a memory dear to me
              smelling freshly made bread and seeing frost on the trees
                       playing outside and feeling youthfully free
                   enjoying a family campfire in the evening breeze

                        I remember bicycle rides on country roads
                       my mother working hard to lessen our load
                    life in my youth before those dreaded crossroads
                       we played without internet and no download

                           we swung on ropes and climbed up hills
                     we dealt with our problems without taking a pill
                     I used my imagination for adventures and thrills
                          kisses on my cheek when I was feeling ill.

              we danced in the rain and smelled the fresh flowers in May
                      I remember enjoying life in many different ways
                              we rode horses and cut our own hay
                        these are my memories of the good old days

                                         January 16, 2021

Copyright © Mark Koplin | Year Posted 2021

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Jennifer Proxenos Date: 1/17/2021 6:21:00 AM Hi Mark, I relate to your poem a great deal - I also have strong and happy memories of my Father and I, we used to race down a road, count white cars when we were going somewhere and, always chose white because there are so many of them. I used to go to his work - he was a Sergeant Major then and he used to always give me paper and pencils to draw, He resigned from the army a Captain at the age of 44 when we came down to South Africa. I thoroughly enjoyed your poem. Hugs and blessings, Jenn. Login to Reply Mark Koplin Date: 1/17/2021 7:44:00 AM Thank you for sharing your memories Jennifer, I'm glad a poem that I wrote can trigger good memories! Thank you so much!

Rob Carmack Date: 1/17/2021 5:59:00 AM Just like you said below, I too appreciate them more the older I get. Login to Reply Mark Koplin Date: 1/17/2021 7:42:00 AM It's good to see you Rob! I appreciate the visit. I hope all is well with you.

Caren Krutsinger Date: 1/16/2021 7:18:00 PM Your memories took me swiftly and happily back to my own good ole days. Thank you Mark. Login to Reply Mark Koplin Date: 1/17/2021 7:41:00 AM Good I'm glad, Thank you Caren!

Jan Allison Date: 1/16/2021 10:59:00 AM what wonderful memories Mark:-) write on:-) hugs Jan xx Login to Reply Mark Koplin Date: 1/16/2021 1:14:00 PM Indeed, Thanks Jan!

Tom Cunningham Date: 1/16/2021 8:03:00 AM What great memories you have Mark, not a computer in sight and plenty fresh air didn't do us any harm. The good old days for sure. Tom Login to Reply Mark Koplin Date: 1/16/2021 1:14:00 PM I'm thankful that I can walk outside and look around and see my old memories. I live in the same house I grew up in. My family moved here when I was three.

Jenna Logan Date: 1/16/2021 6:58:00 AM Those are wonderful memories from your younger days, Mark. Life was so much simpler then, and everyone appreciated life more. Things are much too hectic now, and surreal on many levels. Login to Reply Mark Koplin Date: 1/16/2021 1:11:00 PM I visit these memories often, the older I get the more I treasure them.