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Author Name: Freeoldguy 3 Comments
Date Added: January 10, 2010 17:01:18 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Missing and Presumed Dead



I remember yesterday.  Does that make me too old?
The flowers of yesterday are gone.
Gone, and with them the distinctive odors and wilted stems.
The ducks with their warmth filled feathers
have also disappeared from societyís engram.
The Studderbakers, the Sherman tanks,
The endless nights of Laurence Welk,
Bonanza,
And the Munsters, all are gone.
Memories of faded, but important, weekly ceremonies
sit in the corners of nostalgic minds,
awaiting destinyís return.
Poodle skirts, D.A.ís, slide trombones,
polite manners, first kisses and first dates
are recollections filed and forgotten.
They have all died a heroís eventual death
and exist now only in the minds of the oldest generations.
Jimmy Stewart, James Cagney, legends in their own times,
lived, but are now forgotten in favor of the younger,
soon to be forgotten, heroes.
There are no newly constructed covered bridges,
rides in Sunday surreys with frisky steeds,
pickle barrels, cracker barrels, penny candy,
or nightly walks by the riverís edge.
Does yesterday really have to expire completely
To enable today and tomorrow to exist?





Author's Notes:
Gads Iím getting old to write something like this and I actually remember the objects and people in the poem.   Dahhhh Ö how could I write about them if I didnít remember them? 
Stupid statement.  Sorry.
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Comments:
Comment By: FreeHannah Mae on April 27, 2010 09:31:10 PM Report
I was never a fan of Lawrence Welk, I did not watch the Munsters. I love Jimmy Stuart in his movies, especially in one which drives me crazy because I cannot remember the name. Though we have no penny candy here, we have a long, preserved path to walk along beside the river, and in the summer for the parades, and in the winter just for fun they bring out the horses for carriage or sleigh rides. Come and Visit, we still have almost all of it...

 

And I'm only 22! :)

 

This is a wonderful Nostalgic list, and I feel very blessed to have been brought up, and continue to live, in the knowledge of it, and with access to almost all of it :) *hugs*

~Shanna

Comment By: FreeTanya Harrison on January 11, 2010 10:11:15 PM Report
Oh Gene, I love this poem.  Those are all great things that I love.  People still appreciate them all, at least I do.  Great poem.  No one gets tired of slide trombones, covered bridges, poodle skirts, James Stewart, James Cagney or long walks by the river's edge.  Great stuff.
Comment By: FreeLady Dragonwyck on January 10, 2010 05:15:27 PM Report
Gene:  move over, as I need to sit beside you on this one!!! Yep, I remember fondly those mentioned and so many more.  Thank you for this lovely stroll down a beautiful memory lane.

 

Lady D





 


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