Gershon Wolf Poet Free verse

The Times Were Not Easy

Narrow cobblestone lanes
          The clop-clop of horse-drawn buggies
            The crack of the whip...

          Pots of Steam on blackened stoves
          Whooping cough, scarlet fever
             Stale bread, castor oil...

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L Milton Hankins July 28, 2021 at 9:07 AM Ah, so it was, my friend. I'm so happy we live in these times, for things were not so good in the good ol' days! Enjoyed your verse, gw. Gershon Wolf July 28, 2021 at 5:50 PM That's for sure. I remember my dad bemoaning how things used to be. He was glad not to live during the Depression anymore. Truth will Out, Gershon

Anselmo Boles July 27, 2021 at 11:07 PM Aren't you glad we live the now and not then? A good reminder of the past. I use Vick's vapor rub (lol)! A good write Gershon! Cheers...ab Gershon Wolf July 28, 2021 at 5:53 PM You mean that you don't use a 'mustard plaster?!' Remember those? Ugh! ~ gw