Gershon Wolf Poet Free verse

Times Changed

When I was my grandkids' age
    I could throw my bike down
      in the morning
    outside the playground, unlocked, unguarded

  Then return for it near twilight
     ~ it was always there

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M. L. Kiser December 17, 2022 at 3:47 PM You couldn't do that today...you'd lose it. Love those days.

Shirley Hawkins December 15, 2022 at 2:44 PM Why? Why? Why?

Ilene Bauer December 15, 2022 at 2:14 PM so true and the change is so sad, gershon! (although i did have a brand-new bike stolen from the alley next to my house in brooklyn when i was growing up, so i guess it wasn't all peaches and cream even then...)

Bobby May December 15, 2022 at 10:00 AM Times are changing my friend no bikes for me now just gas prices lol Love this GW

John Lawless December 15, 2022 at 6:46 AM ...YOU HAD A BIKE!!!!"

Tom Cunningham December 15, 2022 at 12:24 AM I remember those days Gershon sadly gone now, now we have to fortify our houses.. Tom

Valsa George December 14, 2022 at 9:11 PM Those days are gone. As you say, indeed times have changed. Now looters bombard in through locked doors and plunder not just our belongings, even our life too! So alarming, Gershon!