Yesteryear

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A superb time, A long ago nursery rhyme, Distant bells chime, Grassy hills to climb. Grandfather's clock, The crowing of the cock, Doors they didn't lock, A lady's smock. Days precious and rare, Died in summer's glare. The ghost lives on in memory, I'm aware- The ghost to whom I am heir. Faraway train, Distant fields of cane, Windowpane, windowpane, Looking back at the lane.

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 12/11/2019 1:07:00 PM

Wonderful, Evelyn: A charming, rhythmic portrait of The Way It Was. Thanks for the trip down memory lane. Warm wishes, Gershon

Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 12/11/2019 6:41:00 PM

You're very welcome, Gershon. A person has only written successfully when someone has read it with appreciation. Thanks for the nice comment. Best of wishes, Evelyn

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 12/10/2019 12:12:00 AM

Nothing like a window pane to show you the truth of life.

Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 12/10/2019 11:13:00 AM

Thank you so much, Caren. Glad you decided to take a look with me. :)

Na Na

Date: 12/9/2019 8:18:00 PM

I enjoyed this free flowing masterpiece. I love grand fathers clock. I collect them and have over 50 of them big and small. Thanks for sharing this Evelyn :)

Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 12/9/2019 9:47:00 PM

Do you, really? It must be such an interesting and beautiful collection! I'm glad you liked Yesteryear, and thank you for calling it a masterpiece. As always, you are welcome, and have a good evening! :)