| General Poetry
posted July 7, 2022
My happy place takes me to the sixties.
My happy place was back in the early sixties.
Watching only black-and-white television shows.
My favorites were Donna Reed and Father Knows,
Best, hoping Marshall Dillon would kiss Ms.Kitty.
Laughing and watching funny cartoons on the weekend.
Dancing and listening to the newest record with a friend.
Watching Dick Clark's American Bandstand shows,
for hours doing the jerk, swim or twist, dances back then.
Eating Cracker Jack, looking for the mysterious trinket.
Wear penny loafer shoes, making loud tapping noise,
on sidewalks or hardwood floors. Only girls, no boys.
Learning to play, Mary had a little lamb on my horn.
Prank calls, asking if the fridge ran, and making noise,
If answered yes, they were told it's running outdoors.
Going to the drive-in eating homemade popcorn.
Riding Shetland ponies during intermission outdoors.
Eating watermelon on the porch, shooing away flies.
Frosty Inn had the best twirl vanilla ice cream cone.
Attending square dances on main street downtown.
Folks gathered their kids and kin for a night of fun.
Always safe and secure at my grandparents' home.
Bedtime, we slept under many quilts and blankets.
Eating her most delicious meals in the world.
Living without electronics as computers or phone.
Working outdoors, working the gardens in the sun,
they never thought about getting skin cancer outdoors.
People today are prone to catch diseases and die.
The world today is full of shameless killing, a pity.
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