cheryl davis miller
A Gentler Time
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.
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