Best Old Days Poems

Make Do and Mend,

Years ago we had jobs
We had fun and money in our pocket
Things were much better then
Once you could go out the door
And never ever lock it

But still so many struggled
To buy food and pay the rent
There were a lot of big families
And money was soon spent
We’d borrow from our neighbours
There were no...

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Memories of good old days


When memories give you tears, 
you sit, there is nowhere to go,
and you have the worst of fears,
Can you ever retain your glow ?

Those nostalgic evening walks,
drives in the dark that made crazy,
stuck in mind like stubborn plaques,
Can those pictures ever go hazy ?

Engraved in marble you can't erase,
Successive thoughts bound...

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One thing is for sure when tales are told 
The "good old days" are sure to unfold
Now understand
What made them grand
Was that we weren't good and we weren't old!...

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It’s a feeling that never fails
To follow a generation
Triggered by sights and smells
A nostalgic way of thinking

A one up on millennials 
Knowing the correct way
It’s all the vibes and feels
Of back in the good old days

A love/hate relationship
For the progression of technology
Every day we use it
But reminisce the “used to be”

An expression of disappointment 
Across...

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We were all much younger, happier then,
And untouched by heartache, sadness;
In dreams, we go back again and again,
And bring to our hearts gladness!

From Grandpa Frank, father of the Fields,
And Miss Pauline, who married his boy;
The hand of fate's no longer concealed,
As countless descendents live the joy.

When we were young, our parents were, too,
And each day...

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I remember the good old days of what now seems so long ago
The year was twenty nineteen. What parties we used to throw
Family and friends gathered for weddings and festive holidays
Smiles were seen before flashes of illness and dissension blazed

Parents went off to work; their children educated at school
Life was much easier then; and people...

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I remember a time when things were simple
Music could always cheer me up from a bad mood
Friends were the only entertainment I needed on a summer afternoon
Swimming pools
Acoustic guitars
Relaxing to the sounds of Hyrule on the roof of my house
Jamming out and writing songs in a shed at the ranch
Being intimidated by a bull and...

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In the good old days, I rode all over town.
Our city had so many hills that on my bike
I’d be ploughing up one street, then racing down.
Loved that bike, but still don’t like to hike!

In the good old days, I ate a lot of food!
Didn’t gain an ounce of fat till I hit puberity.
No more...

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Give Me Back My Old Days


   

  The  days which gave me 
  lots of memories 
  The days which made me
  forget all my worries

         The days which I enjoyed
         from...

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bring back the old days
of laughter and smiles
of gatherings and families
of love and joy

bring back the old days
of happy meal toys
of pokemon cards
and toys r us joys

bring back the old days
of disneyland trips
of fairytale cartoons
and believing never ends

bring back the old days
of going back to seventh grade
of falling in love
and never knowing it's consequences

bring back...

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Oh to have tools to hold back Time!
To make the hours just stay,
And let the years stop in their prime,
Age held back in delay!

To have the chance to dance again,
Laugh more and worry less,
Relish the music we had then-
All that sixty's goodness!

The jukebox songs and ice cream days,
Bobby socks and barn dance!
Tears at high school...

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THE GOOD OLD DAYS – JOURNAL XVI

Looking back from this point
I’d have to make a division
Between adults and children
For adults the many tasks were more

The thirties were the ultra-sparse of times –
Men out seeking work, women with back
        breaking chores
The washboard, carpet beater, scrubbing (on
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Just remembering the 50's and the good old days,
 When "I'm Bored" wasn't part of our vocabulary.
 We had hopscotch, skip rope, hide 'n seek, and tag,
 Life was full of adventure, dreams and mystery.
 Food was scarce, money earned collecting bottles throughout the countryside.
 Many of us hadn't even a bike nor a toboggan...

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EYES - 

The round-of-life scene,
Hope of hereafter,
An aspect between

Movement hinders sight      and more
A sandy beach
Spread at the shore

Glaze      crust    an itchy lid
Harsh chemicals
A thousand things hid

But now I lay me down,
Bright years in favor,
Beloved benevolent of the town

Lids drop comfortably,
A flesh-fast wall
See...

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