Childhood memories...
A poem54 total reviews
Comment from Kaiku
I think many of us can relate to your words. For those who can't, they are now in the ground. Sad to see the crumbling of trust and goodwill. Life does do a 360, trying to figure where in the pendulum we stand today?
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
I think many of us can relate to your words. For those who can't, they are now in the ground. Sad to see the crumbling of trust and goodwill. Life does do a 360, trying to figure where in the pendulum we stand today?
Comment Written 28-Oct-2022
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
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Thanks for these marvellous comments and a great review blessings Roy
Comment from Michael Cassar
Such closeness to my real post WW2 childhood. The streets were our life. Running freely around from morning to night, mothers yelled out of the windows to come in for dinners. Although a small world it had it own beauty.
So I agree with the author
Where are the friendly neighbour's kids with whom we once held court,
while sharing one's bright treasured wares with others once was sought?
I yearn for those bright childhood years where troubles once we'd share. Quite an enjoyable memories provoking poem.
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
Such closeness to my real post WW2 childhood. The streets were our life. Running freely around from morning to night, mothers yelled out of the windows to come in for dinners. Although a small world it had it own beauty.
So I agree with the author
Where are the friendly neighbour's kids with whom we once held court,
while sharing one's bright treasured wares with others once was sought?
I yearn for those bright childhood years where troubles once we'd share. Quite an enjoyable memories provoking poem.
Comment Written 28-Oct-2022
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
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Thanks Michael for these empathetic comments and a sympathetic review blessings Roy
Comment from Carolann Renaud
Wish I had some 6's. I Love your writing and way with words. A God-given gift.Thank you for a trip down memory lane leaving me with the dew my soul still remembers and longs for. God Bless.
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
Wish I had some 6's. I Love your writing and way with words. A God-given gift.Thank you for a trip down memory lane leaving me with the dew my soul still remembers and longs for. God Bless.
Comment Written 28-Oct-2022
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
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Thanks Caroann, for these empathetic comments and a sympathetic review blessings Roy
Comment from Rosemary Everson1
In our days, there were times when we could pick up a hitch hiker and give them a ride to their next destination. In this day and age, we would not dare do such a thing. How times have changed. Enjoyed your poem as always.
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
In our days, there were times when we could pick up a hitch hiker and give them a ride to their next destination. In this day and age, we would not dare do such a thing. How times have changed. Enjoyed your poem as always.
Comment Written 28-Oct-2022
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
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Thanks Rosemary, for these empathetic comments and a sympathetic review blessings Roy
Comment from Raul1
I have enjoyed reading your piece of poetry. It's beautifully written. The sentences flow with clarity. Exceptional work! No grammatical errors. Thank you for sharing!
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
I have enjoyed reading your piece of poetry. It's beautifully written. The sentences flow with clarity. Exceptional work! No grammatical errors. Thank you for sharing!
Comment Written 28-Oct-2022
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
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Thanks Raul, for these empathetic comments and a sympathetic review blessings Roy
Comment from Mary Vigasin
A well-written poem stating a true story of how protected kids are now. They are transported to play dates and overly protected. We walked to school, the entire project was our play yard without supervision.
Well done
Blessings
Mary
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
A well-written poem stating a true story of how protected kids are now. They are transported to play dates and overly protected. We walked to school, the entire project was our play yard without supervision.
Well done
Blessings
Mary
Comment Written 28-Oct-2022
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
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Thanks Mary, for these empathetic comments and a sympathetic review blessings Roy
Comment from barbara.wilkey
I agree. My childhood was the same. I took a seminar a couple of years ago, that stated because today's children don't have that neighborhood experience that we need to teach them how to get along and how to work out problems. All of that was taught by children playing in the neighborhoods.
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
I agree. My childhood was the same. I took a seminar a couple of years ago, that stated because today's children don't have that neighborhood experience that we need to teach them how to get along and how to work out problems. All of that was taught by children playing in the neighborhoods.
Comment Written 28-Oct-2022
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
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Thanks Barbara, for these empathetic comments and a sympathetic review blessings Roy
Comment from Thesis
Thanks for sharing this. I can totally relate to your words which show a transition from a kinder, gentler time to where we have evolved to today.
Society as a whole has become calloused. Doing the right thing, being honest, and helping others seems to have fallen by the wayside.
You brought back many memories of how different things were when I was growing up, Thank you for that.
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
Thanks for sharing this. I can totally relate to your words which show a transition from a kinder, gentler time to where we have evolved to today.
Society as a whole has become calloused. Doing the right thing, being honest, and helping others seems to have fallen by the wayside.
You brought back many memories of how different things were when I was growing up, Thank you for that.
Comment Written 28-Oct-2022
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
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Thanks for these empathetic comments and a sympathetic review blessings Roy
Comment from Pam Lonsdale
I grew up in the same kind of neighborhood, Roy. We didn't lock our doors my entire childhood!
My favorite line: Possessions seem to be the source on which our mansion's built." Yes, indeed, possessions are king, not kindness and compassion.
A lovely poem, even though its message is a sad one.
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
I grew up in the same kind of neighborhood, Roy. We didn't lock our doors my entire childhood!
My favorite line: Possessions seem to be the source on which our mansion's built." Yes, indeed, possessions are king, not kindness and compassion.
A lovely poem, even though its message is a sad one.
Comment Written 28-Oct-2022
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
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Thanks Pam, for these empathetic comments and a sympathetic review blessings Roy
Comment from Janice Canerdy
In the little community where I live, I still see some yards filled with kids
playing for hours on end, but I don't see as much of this as when I was a kid. Your vividly descriptive poem tells how it is for many--how parents have to shelter their kids.
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
In the little community where I live, I still see some yards filled with kids
playing for hours on end, but I don't see as much of this as when I was a kid. Your vividly descriptive poem tells how it is for many--how parents have to shelter their kids.
Comment Written 28-Oct-2022
reply by the author on 29-Oct-2022
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Thanks Janice for these excellent comments and review blessings Roy