cheryl davis miller

Rookie - 276 Points (2/26/57 / America)

A Gentler Time - Poem by cheryl davis miller

I recall a simpler and gentler time
with hardly any effort at all.
As children we'd walk to and from school
winter, spring, summer and fall.

I remember the family reunions
when everyone somehow got there.
Grandpa watched from the front porch,
leaning back on a wooden kitchen chair.

Planks laid up on saw-horse's,
covered with cleanwhite sheets.
Food was stacked high on meat platters
with a seperate table for sweets.

As children we all knew our places
and answered; yes mam and yes sir.
Somehow the day's seemed to last longer
a trick of the mind; I am sure.

I remember the conversations
seemed joyous and spoken with ease.
Talk of day to day situations
'neath Hickory and Walnut trees.

I aches for the youngsters of these days,
growing up in such a harsh time.
When they grow and remember childhood
these days; will come back to their mind.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Very true memories.

Comments about A Gentler Time by cheryl davis miller

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Monday, October 28, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, October 28, 2013

[Hata Bildir]