Gary Smith Poet Rhyme

Yesteryear Memories

We played hide and seek
Running around the park.
And a game called british bulldogs,
It really was a lark.

Then there was scrumping apples
And getting chased off by the man.
How we loved knock and run,
Oh, how fast we ran.

Of course there was footie
Sometimes fifteen a side.
On tv we watched the flintstones,
And laughed until we cried.

The sweetshop sold gobstoppers
Or maybe a sherbet dab,
A shiny stick of liquorice
Or an exciting lucky bag.

Our parents couldn't get us in,
How we loved to play.
There just never seemed to be
Enough hours in the day.

But our kids are technophobes,
They think we're dinosaurs.
Scoffing at our 'good old days'
Thinking we were bores.

I despair at the internet,
Technology, at a cost
Children glued to ipads,
A proper childhood lost.

I can imagine in the future
There's a point our kids will reach,
All contact will be online,
They'll have lost the power of speech.

Fresh air, and playing out
Will seem a relic from the past.
I fear there's no going back,
For the techno die is cast.






Entry for It's The End Of The Forms Series - Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by Broken Wings
5/10/2017

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Susan Ashley October 28, 2017 at 7:13 PM A great write Gary about childhood memories that were similar to mine, but unfortunately, not similar to the kids of today. Too bad and sad... An excellent write and belated congrats on your win! Gary Smith October 28, 2017 at 7:25 PM Thank you Susan :)

Gregory Richard Barden October 10, 2017 at 12:21 AM Best wishes and congratulations on your win, 54j ... blessings and keep up the great work, my friend! :-) Gary Smith October 10, 2017 at 5:39 AM Thank you Gregory :)

Eve Roper October 9, 2017 at 8:24 PM Congratulations on your win, Gary. love your memories Hugs Eve ~`* Gary Smith October 10, 2017 at 5:39 AM Thank you Eve :)

Heidi Sands October 9, 2017 at 4:59 PM Congratulations for this great poem win Gary :) Gary Smith October 9, 2017 at 5:17 PM Thank you Heidi :)

Constance La France October 9, 2017 at 1:57 PM Gary, those are some wonderful memories, yes kids these days are missing out, congratulations on your win in my contest ! Gary Smith October 9, 2017 at 2:08 PM Thank you Broken Wings, I enjoyed your competition very much :)

Jan Allison October 5, 2017 at 6:15 PM Bravo Gary i think we were very lucky and had very similar childhoods - I wish many of kids today were a lot more active and got away from electronic devices and got some fresh air! I especially smiled at the lucky bags, gobstoppers, sherbert dabs and liquorice as it brought back so many memories..I wonder .did you have a chopper bike lol:-) Fabulous entry for the contest adding it to my faves:-) hugs jan xx Gary Smith October 5, 2017 at 6:31 PM Thank you Jan, and yes I owned and loved my chopper :)

Kevin Shaw October 5, 2017 at 6:00 PM I really enjoyed reading your poem and reminisced with every word. "British Bulldogs" used to get a bit rough. I wrote a poem called "Remember the Days" that was very similar. It saddens me to see the old traditions die, loved your poen, kind regards,Kevin Gary Smith October 5, 2017 at 6:10 PM Thank you Kevin :)

Nette Onclaud October 5, 2017 at 4:49 PM i so wish the millennials will appreciate human raltions.. very fine wirte, gary..huggs Gary Smith October 5, 2017 at 4:50 PM Thank you Nette :)