Gone In The Winds Of Time. Poem by Michael Cochrane

Gone In The Winds Of Time.

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In times past people spoke to the neighbour's. They never locked doors, the grocer asked how's your ma? The buses had conductors who kept the peace! Children played marbles and hide and seek! The ragman, the coalman, milkman, wee pokes of chips in newspapers! Sweeties in big jars! All gone in the winds of time.
Michael Cochrane © 2022

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So true.Thank you for sharing your vision of nostalgia.

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Michael Cochrane 14 August 2022

Many thanks for your kindness and lovely comments

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