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Time Passes Before We Know It

Updated on February 27, 2016

Remember When ?

It seemed like the other day

You were a kid just going out to play

Not a care in the world

Your only concern was to be home for supper

I wasn't crazy for school

Neither were my friends but we all had to go

There was no use in fighting it

We were all in the same boat

How embarrassing it's would be

To make a scene

As the time went on other things caught my interest

Trivial now but important then

Neighbors that we knew for years moved

Some family and friends passed away

The cycle of life was underway

The old neighborhood was slowly changing

We didn't notice ourselves growing up

Because we were busy doing what kids do

Having fun and enjoying life

I didn't have the worries of bills and work

There was always food on the table and a roof over my head

Twelve years of school seemed like forever

I was sure to be an old man before I could wave my final good bye

The old corner store had a new owner

Penny candy became a thing of the past

Teachere we all knew were retiring

I heard the police lady had died

She made sure we crossed the street safely

She made it clear cars were very dangerous

She wasn't a teacher

More of a friend

Out in the rain and the snow

I never seen her in a car

She had our backs even when we weren't paying attention

Jackie will always be my police lady

Even our mailman retired

Different families brought in different cultures

Not good or bad just something I was used to

It was a real shock when they tore down our middle school

Even though it didn't hold all the greatest memories

Now it was part of my childhood gone for good

As I drive down the street

That old pothole was missing

There is a house where the oldest tree stood

The neighbors yard we used to play in

Now has a fence

My next-door neighbors dog was silent

How could I have known he's been gone eleven years

He was only a pup when I knew him

A friend told me he lived to be twenty two

With a tear then a smile I drove away


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      DREAM ON 2 years ago

      Vandana Patel My childhood had it's ups and down overall it was special because I lived it. Thank you for reading and adding a touch of happiness. Have a great day.

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      Vandana Patel 2 years ago from India

      Dream On, while reading your poem I went back in my childhood memories. Thank you for sharing. Enjoy my poem "Moment – Heartbeat of Time".

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      DREAM ON 2 years ago

      Koffee KlatchGals I love looking at pictures and seeing all the changes over the years. So much fun and so many stories to tell. Thank you for commenting and joining me on my journey. Have a good morning.

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      Susan Haze 2 years ago from Sunny Florida

      DreamOn, I love your poem. It is so insightful. I am always saying "One day your children are babies and the next they have babies of their own". I enjoyed the bit of nostalgia.

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      DREAM ON 2 years ago

      Shprd74 Thank you for your very insightful comment. I find time complex. While I'm in the moment I don't see it. It just happens. Then when I try to capture the moment it is to fresh. On the outside it seems to be no different than most days. If I keep revisiting that moment as more time passes I have gained other experiences to connect that one to and now I can approach the same subject with fresh thoughts and ideas that weren't possible before. So as I live this moment and reflect on it's power. I enjoy it's freedom and range. All these things I wasn't even aware of when it was happening. Only after when the moment had passed I can examine it in further detail. Now if I was to dismiss this thought all together once again my thoughts have changed and my life is going in a different direction.thank you for reading and exploring deeper.

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      Hari Prasad S 2 years ago from Bangalore

      Nice nostalgia Dream ON,

      Time has no logic,

      never staying static,

      with its random act,

      even for a moment,

      one cannot oversight.

      or envisage an event.

      we can just be nostalgic,

      and that is our fate.