James T. Karam
Salem Willows, Ma - Poem by James T. Karam
When I was young in my time
my family would take me to
Salem Willows in the summertime.
Oh those fond memories of Chop Suey at the Chine man place,
he who once gave me a Mickey Mouse spoon, bright an shine, but lost in time,
and with his pepper steak and the wonderful pop corn it was all just to fine.
Memories of that time all gone now,
in my old age here in El Paso, Texas
I still smell the Salem Willows ocean in my mind
and see my self playing on the rocks by the wooden pier...
Many walks around the park,
it was always picnic time...
Oh how I long and miss you Willows,
you bring back my many happy time
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