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THOSE SIMPLE THINGS

Updated on September 23, 2010

Oh where are all the simple things

that memories of my childhood bring

to mind with brilliant clearity

because of their sincerity.

Like men and women gently sharing

Live's of loyalty, loving, caring.

This seems the most important thing

That memories of my childhood bring.

But now those simple times have flown

and people think that they have grown

to a more sophiticated state.

With little willingness to relate

to each other on a lasting basis.

But rather strings of endless faces

are parading by on fruitless trips

towards transient relationships.

Is this the Brave New World to be?

I fear there is no place for me.

Could it be the memories I profess

are fog of age's forgetfulness?

I think not for there are many others.

My aging sisters and aging brothers

who too long to see the simple things

that memories of our childhoods bring.

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      PADDYBOY60 6 years ago from Centreville Michigan

      A beautiful poem. I still cherish my childhood memories. Everything was simpler then. It is a different world now with all the technology. I am still a 60 year old kid!

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      Tom Whitworth 8 years ago from Moundsville, WV

      Thank you James, I appreciate your compliment and I'm glad you enjoyed the poem.

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      James A Watkins 8 years ago from Chicago

      A beautiful poem, my friend. And it rings so true to my heart. I love it. Thank you for publishing this.

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      Tom Whitworth 8 years ago from Moundsville, WV

      Thank you bgamall, the poem is like a ripple on a pond. The stone that caused the ripple was thrown a lifetime ago but the ripple continues.

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      Gary Anderson 8 years ago from Las Vegas, Nevada

      This poem has real meaning for an old guy like me when I try to navigate my son's Iphone. Keyboard please! All humor aside, though it is truthful humor, this is a serene and melancholy poem.